BabySofia

Exchanged has a lot of time that's not covered for Stacy. It covers through about February (maybe slightly more) of her first year, and then time skips to graduation. You get a little more detail from In-Between of some other moments because I wanted to show how Meggy was adopted and that she was friends with Cameron, but a lot happened in the rest of the time. Since she's the absolute best student, she may have been hired for some side jobs with her mommy's blessing. She would, of course, have left that in an account for her since they didn't need the money. Thirty years of interest on a pretty good nest egg would have grown. (Not to mention she was a sneaky little girl and may have done some other projects without telling her mommy.)

Chapter 143: Out! WHEN LILLY WOKE me up the next morning, I realized something felt off. “Oh, sweetie,” she told me. “Huh?” I tried to shake myself awake. “Your diapee leaked,” she told me. “Here, let’s get you cleaned up and in your swimsuit, and I’ll just make a note to them to swap your bedding today.” I looked down and realized all of the ‘hydrate’ comments from Beth yesterday had caught up as a torrent overnight. I knew my diaper was soaked as I went to sleep, but I clearly didn’t consider the ‘more to come’ part of that. The nighttime diaper was like a beach ball as Lilly wrapped it up. “Hopefully, this is the only time this happens,” she told me. “If not?” I asked nervously. “Well, we usually do a thicker type of diaper… The only ones I know of in your size that would take more are crawler diapers. Try to let me know if you need changed before bed next time?” Lilly suggested. I nodded and found myself cuddled into her side as she carried me downstairs for a swim. Fortunately, our new interim dean hadn’t deemed it worth saying anything about my swimming routine yet. I had heard Lilly tell the girls that she wouldn’t be taking everyone this week due to midterms. I hoped that didn’t build more resentment like it had the boys’ nest. ‘Hopefully, my fun spring break trip doesn’t either,’ I thought as I did far fewer laps and time than I had at my grandparents on Sunday. My Tuesday ran pretty smoothly. We drew commercial products out of a jar for one of our final projects in the screenwriting class. It was in addition to a documentary script that was our final project that would be due by the end of the class. Due to how the class was run, our professor dismissed us early. Grandma was supposed to pick me up for my therapy appointment, so I let her know I was done early and settled down in a chair in the downstairs lobby, where she told me to meet her. Looking around, I realized there were posters and advertisements for the film festival. I had never gone inside, but I had been told there was an eight-hundred-seat auditorium that would serve as the HoloTheater for the festival. The entryway was surrounded by images from the films, and I blushed as I realized one for ‘Diaper Diaries’ was front and center. I remembered the photoshoot but hadn’t been a part of its creation. Apparently, I hadn’t paid much attention when it had been passed around at one of our meetings! Charlotte chased Beth, who seemed to be running away from a training potty. I was sitting at a computer coding something a few feet away at a superimposed desk. ‘It’s okay…’ I thought to myself, critiquing it. “Ready to go, Kiddo?” Grandma asked me. “Yeah, I hadn’t seen this poster yet,” I told her. “Another part of the group worked on it.” “Cute!” she said. I was suddenly in her arms, and a squeeze of my diaper came. “I’ll change you over at the hospital, Doctor Sterling’s office said they could get you in a bit early today.” “Great,” I said. As she carried me on one hip, she did something with her watch and asked, “So, did you find anything?” “Huh?” I asked. “Your little hacking adventure yesterday?” she whispered. “How…?!?” I asked. “After your mama, do you really think I wouldn’t keep a closer eye on you?” I blushed. “So… what did you find? You did cover your tracks well enough, but I didn’t figure that out.” ‘Small victory… Damn! She’s good!’ I thought to myself “Well…” BETH SAT IN the classroom, finishing the last of her Signals exam, and was glad there hadn’t been any ‘What’s that?’ moments in the test. She’d understood all the questions, taken her time to respond, and been certain she had to have done well. She’d been worried that her therapy appointment would make it more challenging to focus in class that day. Still, Doctor Sterling seemed to understand midterm stress and didn’t push any buttons or dive too deep into anything to set off any emotional outbursts. She’d told her ‘thank you’ for that. As she pressed submit on the test tablet, she stood up and gathered her things. She glanced over at Reila, who was not far from her and could tell that the test was not going as well for her. Her friend seemed posed in a fearful posture and looked absolutely stressed out. Seeing Beth standing to leave, she was sure that hit her harder. She smiled at her reassuringly before dropping the tablet off with the professor and finding Nikki outside. “How did it go?” Nikki asked. Beth shrugged, “I think I knew it all? I think I answered everything correctly? You never know, though, until you get the grade…” “Got it,” Nikki said. “So what now?” Beth looked at the time, “Would you mind if we wait for Reila to finish? Then we’ll go get a bite to eat for lunch?” “Sure,” Nikki said. “We can wait for her over there?” Beth watched her classmates leave one by one. Sometimes, there would be three or four at once. Still no Reila. Finally, right at the end of class time, Reila exited, and Beth noticed her eyes were red. “What’s wrong?” Beth asked. “I... I... I think I failed it, Beth, I didn’t know any of the questions!” “Huh?” “Seriously, Beth, I’d never seen any of those questions before.” “What are you talking about? It was basically most of the study guide the professor gave us?” Reila broke down in tears then, and Beth hugged her while wondering what was going on. She’d sat down with Reila the previous night and studied together. She knew that she had to have seen that study guide? ‘Did I take a different test than her?’ I WAS EXHAUSTED from talking about everything with Doctor Sterling when Grandma took me up to have Doctor Nickerson do a quick check. “So, why does this show activity in editing nanites?” she asked me. “Uh…” Grandma looked at her, “Don’t worry about it; she didn’t change the ones in her body… We’ve already discussed it.” “Got it,” Doctor Nickerson said to her. She looked at me, “Being a troublemaker, huh? That’s the same look my mommy gives me when I am.” I rolled my eyes, “I wasn’t doing anything bad.” “Well, anyway, looks like things are still stable. Let’s check again in a month or if you notice anything changes. Just so you know, I don’t think we can get that plaque off the micturition center at this point… It’s as covered as my own.” I sighed, “I guess I kind of wish I had the reason you have yours.” “I could nurse you, Carly,” Grandma said. Making me turn bright red, “Lord knows, probably every girl on this campus would happily nurse you.” “I didn’t mean that!” I said. ‘Well, if it was Beth?’ I mused. ‘I wonder if her body reacts that way? Or if she would have to have a baby first?’ “Just… I didn’t even have anything really happen? It’s like if you have a crazy scar, you should have a crazy story to go with it?” They both gave me looks that said they didn’t fully believe my story but let it go. After lunch with my grandmother at a restaurant on the edge of campus next to the hospital, she returned me in time to sit down in Narratives with Beth and the crew. “Hey,” I said to her. “Hey,” she said, looking a bit distracted. “What’s wrong?” I asked her. She looked around, seeing we had a little privacy, but not much. “I’ll tell you after class? I think someone did something to our tests earlier.” “Huh?” Right then, Charlotte and Sebastian sat down on either side of us, “Hey, girls,” Charlotte said. “Hi,” I said, still wondering what Beth was talking about. I listened even as I used the contact lenses to activate my overlay screen. ‘It’s going to take a while to get used to this,’ I thought, even as I knew I didn’t want anyone except Grandma to know I had them. I made a note to remember to ask Beth about the test later. Charlotte asked me something right then, and I had to pay attention to her. “Oh, before I forget!” I said. “Studio dinner Thursday night at Fiona’s, we have a room reserved for all of us. Let me know if you have someone you want to bring; we should be able to add them.” “That’s awesome; how much do we need to bring per person?” Sebastian asked. “It’s covered,” I told him. “You don’t have to do that, Carly… and how can you possibly do that?” He added quietly. I sighed, “If you make money and leave it in an account untouched for thirty years, it adds up. My mom transferred an account from her to me.” “That’s…” “Cool,” Charlotte finished for him, quietly adding, “Drop it.” I mouthed ‘thanks’ to her, even as Professor Wyler stepped to the front of the room. “Well, good afternoon! I’m certain you all saw the posters and schedules in the building as you came in today. I want to congratulate Studio Three for earning the top billing this year. That has never gone to a project in this class before. It’s usually a senior independent study film, so congrats to them!” There was a smattering of polite applause around the room. “Just a reminder, you must sit for at least six films over Wednesday and Thursday. The films start at noon tomorrow and last until midnight. The same is true for Thursday, with a thirty-minute celebration before the main film for Studio Three, an awards ceremony, and then a Q and A afterward with Studio Three for thirty minutes before the films resume. The entire department is represented, so animation, live-action, and all of it are up. They range from fifteen minutes to three hours, depending on the film. All lengths count for the number you must watch, so you can knock out most of them in a couple hours if necessary.” He paused, “Documentation you watched them will be scanning your ID on entrance and exit. Please remember to do both! You will also have a short worksheet of questions on each film that you must submit, so take notes.” There was some fidgeting, and he laughed, “It’s basic stuff, title of the film, style, synopsis, good and bad things you liked, basically. You should be able to complete it during the credits and changeover to the next film if you bring a tablet with you.” He looked around for more questions. “Okay, so the rest of the semester is spent on short film projects and your commercials. Commercial scripts should be possible to pick the week after Spring Break. You all must turn in that final project by the last day of class. Your semester projects and the film festival responses will cover your grade – remember there is no final exam for this course. Each day, we’ll review a few things regarding style and concepts that can help you, but we’ll probably also give you most of this class time to work. After the break, we will have a commercial specialist as a guest lecturer for one day. Commercials are a bit different of an art form.” He finished up, “Thursday, there will not be class due to the festival. Please make sure you catch Studio Three’s production; it was incredibly well-made and enjoyable to watch! With that, go ahead and spend your time the way you need to!” “This may be the best class ever,” one of the guys said. “Yeah… umm, what do we need to do now?” Caleb asked. “Right now, it’s just a matter of editing the last film,” Charlotte said. “I think our editors have that in hand?” “Yeah,” I said, “We’ll shoot to have a draft version for you to see the Thursday after break? Honestly, with the rest of the week, I doubt we will get it all done this week?” Sebastian nodded, “We all have midterms. I don’t think even a week later would be an issue; we’ll still have time to get music added again and have it done in plenty of time.” We talked for a few more minutes, and I asked Beth, “Do you feel like spending some time trying to edit today? Or do we need to give you time to study?” She looked at her watch, “We could go do two hours? Dinner? Then maybe meet up to talk in EdgeSphere?” “That works,” I told her. “Let’s check that diaper, and then we’ll go get to work,” she told me while picking me up. “I need to get one of those wraps for carrying you at some point,” she said. I blushed, “Somehow, I’m sure I would have no problem fitting.” “No, you wouldn’t; the bigger thing is finding one that would fit me since I’m smaller than a Big.” I leaned my head against her shoulder as she squeezed me tightly, and I sensed some tension in her body language. After a change to a dry diaper, we claimed an empty editing studio and got to work. BETH LOOKED ON as Carly did her thing with the footage from the past week. When they’d first started on the other project, she could tell Carly was trying to figure out the system at the time. Now, though, she seemed to know where everything was and worked at a really staggering speed! As they shot the footage, the crew had been even better about tagging it per some requests Carly had made. That meant Beth could just call out the scene they were looking for, and then she could get the footage called up and inserted. Initially, Carly was just lining up clips. Still, as she went, she began choosing camera views, readjusting shots, and making some light corrections to light and sound files. When the two hours ended, much to her surprise, they were already at the scene of being at ‘Harper’s House’ with her ‘dad.’ “Well, that’s two hours,” Carly said, “That’s quite a bit of progress, really? I bet we can finish this on the Tuesday we return?” Beth laughed lightly, “We?” “We!” Carly said with a smile. “Dinner?” The two of them were almost back to the cafeteria when they saw a commotion. “Please! Just let me go!” they heard. Beth looked onward, expecting it to be a Little that had landed into a tight spot again. Instead, her former antagonist, Nevaeh, was the source of the commotion. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to!” “Aww… Sweetie, we know. It’s also why we know this just isn’t working out. Let’s go see Doctor Shapiro…” “Who’s she?” “The new interim dean.” “But I…” Beth saw an object thrust into the struggling girl’s mouth and realized it was probably a pacifier. Two nest mothers were trying to contain the girl, but suddenly, she knocked them over and ran straight at Carly and Beth! Beth protectively stepped aside with Carly. Nikki jumped in front of them, prepared to protect them, but they watched the diapered Amazon run as fast as she could away past them! She was fast, and despite the handicap of the sagging diaper, she was pulling away from the pursuing nest mothers. Just as Beth thought she might make it away from her pursuers, a pulse was shot from one of the security officers who suddenly appeared! She winced sympathetically as it struck Nevaeh, and she went down hard to the ground, tumbling as the energy of her speed kept her body moving. “Call an ambulance!” one of the officers said. “We better let Doctor Shapiro know,” one of the mothers said. “Damn, I really didn’t want her to go down like this… I kind of liked having her around.” Beth and Carly continued their walk past the commotion and sat in the cafeteria. “What just happened?” Carly asked her. “I think she just demerited out,” Beth said simply. “That’s not going to go well with that interim dean,” Carly told her. “She’s…” “Strict?” Nikki answered for Carly, motioning over her head that Miss Lilly was making her way over. “Yeah,” she said. When Lilly arrived, she said, “Carly, as soon as you finish dinner, please come straight to the nest. It’s not an official thing… but you don’t want to be out late right now.” “Okay, Miss Lilly,” Carly told her. After she was gone, they had food, and she was trying to eat quickly, “Beth,” she asked, “why do I get the feeling things are about to all go haywire?” Beth shook her head, “Not sure, but I have the same feeling… Make sure the sphere room is secure later when I come to visit?” Carly nodded, and both girls looked out at the cafeteria. It was filled with Bigs, Mids, and far fewer Littles than there should have been… something wasn’t right. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for reading! Please press the Like button! Like Really, Press it! Please? Pretty Please? (It's seemed empty the last couple weeks) So Nevaeh has reached the end at Emerson, not a perfect person, but still always said to see a 'Little' demerit out. An epic demeriting-out it was, though? So tomorrow there will be a special-ish posting to which I'll be putting a link. (I'll put it in the AI section, though) One of my friends kept badgering me with music she created with an AI generator... so I couldn't help but go play with one. Obviously, getting a band together to sing ABDL songs together is... troublesome? (Probably enough musicians on here we could, but I digress...) Anyway, I have two 'albums' I've been putting together the past couple of weeks. One is one you could consider a soundtrack to the book, LCW, Diaper Diaries, and Crumbled Cookies, and the other is songs from the nest. I'm posting them on YouTube. Unfortunately, they have a silly limit on unverified accounts, so it'll take me until tomorrow to post it all. Thanks in advance if you indulge me in that little sidetracked pursuit! (I think there are a couple of very catchy songs in both! Several of the nest songs I can't seem to get out of my head!)

That's going to take some 'splaining!

There's a history there. More will come later. This specific action won't happen, but you'll get something. Thanks for the comments! 🙂

They might just make it? That was a cruel last set of traps for the Littles. I'm kind of disappointed we didn't see the researcher's demise.

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If you put that extra line between I think it could work. It was just really really jarring in that one paragraph.

...? This was a major break of the fourth wall in the middle of a sentence... It either reads of AI prompt, or just oddly. 'trapping Mira in darkness.' would make more sense. Put a return carriage in between that next line and space it, or perhaps just remove it. Other than that I was intrigued and look forward to more!

Congrats! Always a cause for celebration and a few tears for me. Look forward to reading the rest!

We shall see what happens!

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Uh-oh... Great chapter, looking forward to figuring out what exactly he purchased!

Thanks! 🙂

No spoilers, but this concern will be covered. Thanks for the comments! 🙂 Thanks for the comments Billy!

I would definitely wear these! Thanks for the comments! 🙂

More importantly, they're already used to changing wet and messy Littles and entertaining them! Plus, think of the adjustment period, it'll save later! 😈 Could definitely be a bad thing! Stacy saved her mom from drowning when she was a little girl when the Venture jerk pushed her into the dolphin pool. This might have been a gut punch to think about still writing it then!!!!! 😭 Carly and Beth are demanding! (sigh) Thanks for the comments! 🙂

Chapter 142: New Face THE NEXT MORNING, I felt like Beth and I were a bit rushed getting back to campus with their dresses in hand. Grandma wanted to make sure we got there in plenty of time and wanted to talk to Lilly and the Dean of Littles in person, so we were out the door over an hour earlier than normal! The girls were almost ready to go to breakfast when we arrived, and my dress bag caused a bit of a ruckus. “Ooh, what’s that?!?” Mia asked. I smiled, “My dress for Thursday. Our film was chosen as the main feature, so we have to dress up.” “Can we see?!?” Everly asked. I opened the dress bag, and they all made a fuss. “Oh my gosh, you have to let me try it on after your event?” Amy said to me. “We’re basically the same size…?” I laughed, “Sure, I’m sure we can do that. I’m going to hang it up, though, now.” “That’s prettier than my senior prom dress was,” Willow said. “I don’t know about that; you probably didn’t have to figure out how to dress up without looking like a toddler back home?” She nodded, “I do at least have boobies. They seriously messed you up that they didn’t at least give you those?” “Well, for the film, I was supposed to be blending with toddlers when it was done; they don’t have boobs?” “That’s the film that you’re in on Thursday?” Mia asked as she was pulling on her jacket. “Yes,” I told them. “So what time is the film? Can we see it?” Willow asked. I shook my head, “Not there, at least,” I told her. “Maybe I can let you see it downstairs at a special showing afterward. I’ll have to look into the rules there. The showing is late enough that I will have to get special permission to stay out late. I’ve been told it’s been granted before; we’ll see if they do…?” Everly snorted, “Of course they will, Carly. I love you to death, but you are special, and you’ll always get that special treatment.” I made a face but knew she wasn’t entirely wrong either. I was privileged to have connections here that none of these girls would ever have. “Carly, would you please come here?” Grandma said, motioning to Lilly’s room. “Be right there,” I said and toddled my way over, realizing my diaper had grown wet at some point recently. She was sitting on the couch with Lilly on the other side, and another older woman was in the room I didn’t recognize. “Hello?” I said. “Would you please close the door, dear?” the woman said. It took a lot of effort from me, but I managed to swing it closed. “Thank you, Miss Slane. How about you hop up next to your grandma over there?” I was a bit nervous now but said, “Yes, ma’am?” Grandma scooped me up protectively and placed me in her lap with her arms around me. “Miss Slane, we haven’t had the pleasure of meeting yet. I’m Doctor Shapiro, the Interim Dean of Littles for the rest of the semester.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said politely. “I definitely prefer meeting you for this reason rather than you being in trouble!” She said. Her personality reminded me of a cunning snake waiting for the right moment to strike its prey. I was grateful for my grandmother’s arms because I felt cold just being physically near the woman. “Now, I received a copy of the message you sent yesterday and asked everyone to hold off responding until I could speak with you. Professor Wyler did reach out in support of your participation, especially since he believes you to be one of the stars of the show?” I blushed, “I was one of the lead cast members, but I would say Charlotte Perez is definitely the bigger lead!” “I know that name from somewhere…” she said thoughtfully. “Anyway, I’m being made of a few ongoing arrangements that I probably would not have agreed to myself. I think you’re missing out on a great deal by going to your grandparents on the weekends. Girls going with you last week was risky and more, but I’m also only the interim dean, so I will not rock the boat. I’ll let the real person do it when they hire her next month.” ‘Thank God it’s not her!’ my gut said. “That seems prudent,” Grandma said. “A change in status on that request would… have consequences.” I wasn’t sure Grandma should poke the bear, but I figured she had the tenure to do so. “Perhaps,” Dr. Shapiro said. “In any case, on this request… Carly already suggested having her nest mother as a chaperone. With that in place, I will allow this since I’ve learned Theater and Film students have had variances in the past. Miss Lilly, make sure that you have your substitute prepped to care for your nest that evening. I also expect you to ensure that Miss Slane here does not dilly-dally overly much after the show. I am told there is a brief award presentation and ‘Q and A’ session; she may stay for that, but no side trips coming home – and no watching films after hers.” “Thank you, Doctor Shapiro,” I told her politely. “Miss Slane, please make sure you stay out of my office for discipline issues. Should any occur, I will act in what I feel are the best interests of Emerson. To be blunt, I’m old school, and I feel like the Littles have been allowed to run amuck this semester!” I kept my mouth shut and was grateful she chose that moment to stand and leave herself, leaving us alone. “She’s… pleasant,” Grandma said sarcastically. “Grandma…” I hissed. “Yeah, it’s been a special couple of days since she came on,” Lilly said, not speaking against her, but clearly not a fan. “So, I heard you tell the girls you have a gown for this showing. I guess that means I need to dress up for this, too?” “You might look a little out of place if you don’t,” Grandma told her. “Give me a call later; I have someone who can help you with that as a thank you for your help keeping this one safe.” “You don’t…” “Trust me, it’s not a big deal, and we’d be happy to show our appreciation!” Grandma told her. “Okay,” Lilly said. She then realized the time, “Oh, shoot! I’ve got to get the girls to breakfast!” “This one has already had it. Do you mind if I use the table out there to change her?” “No problem at all,” Lilly told her. I watched as Lilly rushed the girls out, and Grandma lay me on the changing table to change what was now a very soggy diaper. She was gentle, as always, and then took some time to ensure I had everything elsewhere in the room I needed. I triple-checked that I had more diapers in my backpack before we left the nest, and she gave me a lift toward my first class. “Why aren’t you just leaving me like normal?” I asked her. “I want to make sure we get a chance to talk,” she told me. “Besides, your first class is in Kilby, right?” I nodded. “I need to go to my office anyway.” She just carried me all the way to her office, closed the door, and said, “Carly, that interim dean… if you have any problems with her, find a way to contact me. She is a despicable woman, and I am so pissed at Ryan for hiring her right now! You have to be very careful and watch yourself around her!” BETH HAD PLANNED to meet up again with Carly before walking to class but had received a message that Amanda was getting her there. ‘That’s odd,’ she thought to herself. Nikki kept her company, of course, but it was definitely lonely without her pint-sized girlfriend! ‘This is how it’ll be after May…’ she thought. ‘Maybe I should transfer next fall…’ “Is everything okay?” Nikki asked her, halfway there. “Hmm…?” Beth said. “Oh… just lonely, I guess,” she answered honestly. “I’m not good enough company?” The taller woman gave her a hard time. “You’re great company,” Beth said. “You’re just not…” “Not Carly?” Nikki said. “Yeah,” Beth answered. “Well, I’m sure you’ll see her after this class?” “I hope so. It’s weird walking without her at this point.” “Over the weekend, we found a couple of candidates to help me. I’d like you to meet both tonight and give me your opinion?” “You can’t do this on your own?” Beth asked. “Oh, I’m going to – and your mom insists on meeting them this week before hiring one, but if you’re uncomfortable with them, it’s a bigger problem.” “Okay, Nikki. Though I really do trust you,” Beth told her. “I hope we can at least keep the physical threats away,” Nikki said. “I’m looking forward to getting you to Spring Break. At least there, we’ll have your dad’s team joining us, too.” “Mom’s too?” Beth asked. “I don’t know. I was told that her team often stands down or does some training while your dad has the marshals around?” “I never really noticed,” Beth told her. “It’s only been a couple years since Dad got that job.” “I hope you realize how cool having a dad in that position is?” Nikki told her. “Oh, I do! I’m really proud of him,” Beth told her. “Honestly, it’s the kind of thing that gives me hope that I can have a normal life. I mean, he’s shorter than I am?” Nikki laughed. They had a seat beside each other in her Logic class, even as she was hoping she would be ready for the midterm in this class on Wednesday! I FINISHED TALKING with Grandma, learning a couple of the reasons she didn’t like Dr. Shapiro… I planned to stay as far away from her as possible even before learning them! Grandma’s gift to me was also exciting!!! She’d finally managed to get someone to manufacture a set of the augmented reality contacts in my size! She said I would need to replace them once every three years, but they’d self-clean themselves and keep my eyes healthy. She was pretty sure they could make it back home without being detected since they were apparently a ‘special batch’ to which she had added a few extras. Once I placed them into my eyes, I saw an incredible setup menu she helped me run through. I experienced how it sent sound directly into the brain during the setup menu! No one else would hear it, but I could! She had designed it even to allow for direct connection to the brain for use in the same environment as EdgeSphere, though I didn’t have time to try it out! “Don’t tell anyone you have these, Carly,” Grandma warned before escorting me downstairs. I was out of time to play with them anymore because it was back to business, though, as soon as I walked into my Intelligence class! I was lucky that both of my suspects responsible for hacking Reila were standing there talking to Professor Turing. I had planned things to easily pass off a load of the nanites to them and made a light brush past both simultaneously in such a way that neither noticed. I had designed a system that wouldn’t go into their bodies like mine. Instead, they would seek out any technology and bind to that. I hoped that any augmented devices, such as the contacts, would also be vulnerable to them. While class began, I used the interface with my contacts to connect with them. They were already making progress in connecting! They had a ‘kill switch’ for anything further than a certain radius from the delivery point, so I knew they wouldn’t go rogue. Professor Turing then made some announcements about our required midterm project. I had to force myself not to continue playing with the new display I could see overlaying the world. It was so cool to pull up a coding terminal without a screen! Still, since I didn’t want anyone to know about my new capability, I followed along with my tablet, making notes like typical. Several times, questions came up, and I answered them. A subroutine notified me of a connection with several devices toward the end of class. I knew that later, I would be able to start digging into my suspect’s digital lives! Whoever attacked Beth was obviously a good hacker. Still, I planned to show them I was better without being detected! By the time class ended, if Erin or Aiden were the culprits, I was certain I would find out! BETH MET UP with Carly after her Logic class ended. Thanks to Carly, she was pretty sure she would be fine on Wednesday after the professor discussed the midterm. It covered the fare of carrying her pint-sized girlfriend to Marconi for their classes. Amanda had apparently changed her before class, but her girlfriend should still have needed a diaper change. “Carly, have you drank anything today?” She asked, feeling the basically dry diaper over at the lobby area of the building. Carly blushed, “No…? I got distracted?” “Carly…” Beth chided her and grabbed the water bottle on the side of her backpack. “Drink!” she ordered as she carried her to the bathroom since she did need to go at least. Ten minutes later, she’d dropped off her girlfriend at her crazy, difficult class and went to catch some waves in hers. She winced mentally at her pun but was glad she’d asked Carly a bunch of questions the day before. From the panicked questions of students around her, it was apparent that most didn’t have a genius they studied with all the time! After class, she picked Carly up and noticed she hadn’t drunk any more of the water than what she’d forced her to drink earlier between classes. “Carly…” “What?” “You didn’t drink anymore?” She hissed a whisper, “Am I going to have to get a bottle and feed it to you to get enough to drink and stay hydrated?” She kept her voice quiet enough that neither Nikki nor Reila, who was walking with them, could hear. Carly blushed while seemingly also being clueless that she hadn’t. “No…?” “What’s with you today?” She asked her, carrying her to the union for lunch, where she could make sure Carly drank something. Her diaper should have been soaked after nearly four hours without a change, but she was sure it was far from leaking. “Just distracted by some things… it’s a long week?” She hugged her, “I guess that’s true,” she admitted. “Reila, join us for lunch?” she asked her. “Sure,” she told her. Once they’d sat down, Beth asked, “So, is there any word on permission?” “Yeah… that was why Grandma wanted me to get there early. Instead of just catching Miss Lilly though, the… interim-dean was in her room?” “That’s helpful?” Beth replied. I shrugged, “I guess.” “So…?” “Oh, right, she gave permission as long as I have my babysitter nest mother with me to ensure I don’t get into any trouble.” “Lilly seems okay; that shouldn’t be too bad,” Beth said. I shook my head, “She’s definitely not a problem, I’m fine with her going.” “So what’s wrong?” “Oh, just not as sure that the interim dean is as… supportive?” “Any trouble?” Beth asked me. “Not so far,” I told her. “I definitely do not want to be in her office for anything.” “That was true with Northrup, too?” Reila said, hearing our conversation. “Yeah… but somehow I think Northrup was… tamer.” “Huh,” Reila said. “That’s scary!” After lunch, with lots of ‘keep drinking that’ reminders and a diaper change, Beth and I traveled to our math classes to receive some last-minute information on our midterms. We debated checking out one of the editing studios to work on the short. Still, it wasn’t a time crunch, and we decided dinner and studying was a wiser plan. It ended up being that I made it to the nest much earlier than usual and started studying. Miss Lilly approached me, “Carly, let’s change that diapee, and I need to talk to you about something.” “Okay,” I said to her. As she changed me, she tickled me and then bent over right next to my head and whispered, “Be really careful, Carly, I’m not sure what’s going on, but Doctor Shapiro has been asking a ton of questions of everyone about you today. She may even be checking on camera footage.” I couldn’t ask her anything about it as she sat me up and said, “You’re not going anywhere else today; let’s just get you in your jammies?” “Thank you, Miss Lilly,” I told her. I sat around and worked on some studying, interrupted at one point by listening to a conversation with some of the girls. “So, what are you girls doing next week during Spring Break?” Everly had asked Mia. “We’re just staying here?” Willow told her. “Not exactly someplace we can go?” “What about going with Carly to her grandparents?” Everly suggested. “She’s going off on her own adventure with Beth,” Mia told her. “Oh?” Everly asked. “Where are you going, Carly?” she asked. I sighed, not wanting to rub this in. “Beth’s family is taking me and two of her friends on a trip somewhere warm with her family. Her mom, dad, siblings, my cousin Shelby, Beth, and her two friends are all going?” “I’m so jealous!” Everly said. “I wish I could at least take you guys to my place,” Everly told them. “Why? We should be able to just relax here, right?” Mia said. Everly looked uncomfortable when I looked up at her. “You should be able to… A lot of times, though, they think you need to be… watched.” “Huh?” “Hopefully, it’s not too bad, but the last time one of my friends stayed here over a break, she said they basically put her in daycare?” “What?!?” Willow hissed. I ‘went to bed’ early that night, trying to avoid the panic that seemed to have been caused by them. Fortunately, Miss Lilly had caught some of it and reassured them she would be watching out for them the whole time. Usually, the ‘daycare’ issue was if the nest mothers went on vacation. After I lay down in my pod, I closed my eyes and activated my new contacts display screen. With my eyes closed, it was just as immersive as my EdgeSphere headset, even though I preferred the isolation they gave over the contacts. I started up my custom software and began weeding out which of my two targets was responsible for Beth’s problems. Erin was easy to cross off the list; she definitely wasn’t the problem the more I explored her projects and history. It seemed more like she was similar in coding due to getting help from my other suspect. Ten minutes later I confirmed it, I now knew who was hacking the system to attack Beth. Now, I just needed to figure out how to fight back! ‘This isn’t an immediate thing,’ I told myself, completely covering my tracks. I left a backdoor in their system in such a way that it wouldn’t be possible to close it with just a simple update. Unless the whole hardware was swapped, it would remain. Then I sent a programmed ‘kill’ code to the nanites, causing them to disintegrate - clearing all evidence they had ever existed. ‘I wish the one causing my incontinence had one of those,’ I thought as I turned off the virtual screen behind my closed eyes. I could feel my diaper was soggier than it had been all day, and I still had seven hours of sleep to go that night! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for reading! Please press the Like Button and leave a comment! So just some updates about things. I'm currently working on Chapter 166, and am trying my best to get seven more done in the next two and a half weeks. If I can do so, I'll be set through my writing break I know is coming. At this point I have accepted this will be at least another year of writing next year, as Carly and Beth's tale is nowhere near complete! Anyway, comments, Likes, all of those will help me fuel the writing! Please contribute! 🙂

I finally had a chance to read this tonight. Good chapters! Brock is a jerk, I hope maybe that got through his skull a bit.

You actually had a hint as to what it's not in this chapter. 🤫 Thanks! 🙂

I just finished re-reading Project Nurture. Looking forward to seeing things from Ashley's eyes that were covered, and beyond as you mentioned above! 🙂

I had to delay reading this when you mentioned it was directly coinciding with Project Nurture. I couldn't remember which one that was until I started re-reading it. (I'll have to finish re-reading that one tonight!) I like the way you've interwoven the tales, but I much prefer the voice you use in this tale! Looking forward to reading her eventual demise that I'm sure is coming. She clearly has been living a charmed life. It wasn't for that juice she might not have even lost her potty training yet.

It's those little nanites! Constantly able to heal the muscle tissue so she just doesn't get tired easily. Not to mention strengthening them. I don't think many can keep up with her!

So, just as an update to you all... I passed 500k words today in this story. I'm currently working on Chapter 165 now. I'm nowhere near close to being done, and this will definitely be split into multiple books at publishing. I might consider starting that with a couple out of the first part this fall. It's so much easier to edit everything when it's all finished though I think. I know this thread is certainly long at this point, but I'll most likely keep it going until the book is completed here. Anyway, thanks to those of you who keep pressing the like button and commenting, it helps me return to this when I get some real world blocks on my time in between!

They're self-replicating critters, so they can be replaced. Stacy figured out a way to replicate and extrude them from her body. I'm breaking the 4th wall here only because I don't plan to get into the weeds in this part of the story.

Fluids leave body as sweat or tears I would assume is her main way. Could be saliva even, she's been very close to the vest about this! I suspect she's programming them to leave via one of those avenues. 🤷‍♀️ It'll be fun! 🙂 Thanks, this timing tends to work out the best for me. Glad it works for you as well! Thanks for the comments! 💜