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I don't remember ever managing to finish that work... it was a bit too 'forced' for me to like. The rest of her works are far better than that one. (All have no AB, just TG elements though)

Good addition! 🙂

So, for those of you who have read my works, you know 'Lights, Camera, ...What?!?' is the culmination of three books of Exchanged, Seems Too Good, In-Between, and its own story. I have amassed a huge collection of characters, and to keep track of them and the plot, I use a separate Word document that's up to 67 pages and 16,200 words. Not all of that is character info, but a lot of it is. Just on the ones that I've changed the 'heading' settings on, there are probably 60 characters actively being used in this book. A few people have asked me about a character document to reference. I obviously don't want to give spoilers, but I do know of a few authors who have used Wikis and such for their characters. Does anyone have any suggestions of a good solution? I'd like to think I haven't gone full Leo Tolstoy War and Peace level here, but who knows? I've never counted if I've tried to outdo his 600 characters from that work! (And to be honest, I had to reference a cheat index with that one to keep track myself!)

I have my own ridiculous document... Haven't thought about a separate page or something for reference. I might give it some thought this weekend as it would be a non-creative task I could do if my muse misbehaves. Thanks for continuing to comment! 🙂

I like the way you handled this here! I suspected we were looking at a AR virus type of story from the last couple chapters, always enjoy something in that genre that's well written. This one has a lot of potential! Looking forward to more! 🙂

Some weeks that's a short week for me. This week was just short of 50 hours, the week before it was probably around the 70 hour mark. Not normally this busy this time of year... Thanks for understanding! That sounds horrible to be honest... Stay safe! I don't like letting people live without peril, but I know the pitchforks would reach me far too quickly to even consider that action! 🤣

Trudy didn't; that's Nikki's friend in her story. Nikki studied martial arts with Stacy's grandfather, so Stacy was around and also helped out with classes sometimes. Nikki, therefore, studied with Stacy - Carly's Mom. Hate to think of anyone having that much understanding! Good luck with your weeks! Hopefully, you're nearing the light at the end of the tunnel? Thanks, and thanks for the comments! 🙂

Chapter 104: Flash in a Pan I WAS MORE than a bit excited to see what was in store for this latest contest. I tried not to shift more in my seat, though, as I was still blushing after having realized Charlotte had pulled my skirt down to keep me modest a moment ago! ‘It’s still going to take some time to get used to wearing skirts,’ I thought. “Okay, so I need producers to come and grab a box from me over here,” he told them. Your Director of Photography should also each collect a camera now.” I watched as Will and Charlotte grabbed the box and camera and brought them over. “Okay, so many of you are struggling with the lack of budget with your special effects. Today, we want to experiment to see how creative you are. I’ve included things in your box that will let you develop creative film sequences. I want you to film three scenes where a special effect happens with those items without resorting to holographic projections or CGI.” “This is going to be hard,” I heard Mason whisper to someone. “This’ll be a lot of fun!” I found myself whispering back. “You all have an hour for this project. When you’re done, you will show the class what you came up with. The only HoloProjections you may use are for background scenery. All effects must be done through tricks of film. To ensure each group has their own unique ideas, I will raise HoloWalls between your groups until the time is up. Questions?” He smiled. Then your hour starts, now!” I turned to the table and found myself lifted by Charlotte onto the tabletop even as Sebastian started pulling out the contents. He started setting things aside one at a time. Inside was a plastic gun, a box of matches, a plastic stage knife that the blade retracted, old-fashioned fireworks fuses, four toy cars and one of their modern magnetic trains in a boxed set, two large syringes, strawberry syrup, a digital scale, chocolate syrup, an exacto knife, plastic tubing, a tub marked KClO4, two empty plastic jugs, another tub marked Al Powder, rolled paper, a tray, a package of diapers, several Big sized clothing sets, medical tape, a mini blowtorch, and some fake chains. “This stuff is just junk?” Madelyn said. “I don’t think so,” I said, “We need three effects, right?” “That’s what Professor Wyler said,” Charlotte agreed. “Okay, we have an easy squib kit here. Why don’t we do a gunshot and a stabbing wound?” I suggested. “What?” Sophie asked. I smiled, “The old-fashioned version of things like PooPloders. I’ve got that part. If Gary can help me with the costuming of a few of you, we should be able to have that done in a few minutes.” “Go for it,” Charlotte said, “We need one more though?” “How about making the train explode one of the toy cars?” Beth suggested. “How?” Ethan asked. “I don’t see explosive charges in there?” I turned towards Beth and watched her smirk. “They actually kindly left us that. Why don’t you leave the paper, the two tubs, the fuses, and the torch with me? If a couple of you can make a fake highway going across train tracks for background, get those set, and I’ll get the effect ready to go!” “Can we do this safely inside?” Charlotte asked. “Yes, it’s fine in here. You can even set off small explosives in this stage,” Ava said. I’ll help you with this part.” “Will, can you be ready to film things as we’re set?” Charlotte told him. “Done!” he said. “Okay,” Charlotte said. She divided the team up and gave me five others besides Gary and then Beth a few more. Then, she split everyone else up to get the backgrounds going before we all started getting to work! “Okay, Gary, that shirt will fit Jackson, right?” He nodded as he looked at Jackson, “Yeah, it’s a two-x; it shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Jackson shook his head, “It’ll definitely fit.” “Okay, Gary, could you cut a small hole right at heart level on his back? A little smaller than this tubing?” “Sure, I see where you’re going, Carly,” he told me. “What are you doing about the knife?” I didn’t immediately answer, instead taking the tubing and pulling it loose from its coil. To me, it felt like it was a garden hose, but I could tell it would fit onto the syringe just fine. I used the actual knife to quickly cut it in half. I set half down and then used tape to seal the end of one side. I carefully used the knife to make a knife-sized length and cut down the middle of it a little way down from the taped end. I handed that half of it to Isabella. “Isabella, can you take Madelyn here and use tape to put that end face up above her belly button? There’s a shirt here that should work on her, so we don’t have to ruin her good top. Run the tube down the back side of her right leg if it’ll reach.” “On it!” she smiled at me. “Sophie, do you think you can mix that chocolate and strawberry syrup to try and get a close color to blood?” She smiled, “Sure, I’ll happily play with the sweet stuff!” She tickled my side unexpectedly and moved to the side to fill a jug while Gary and I moved on to our work. BETH QUICKLY MOVED to the side of the table and used her phone to look up the proportions of powder she needed before using paper on the scale and starting to work. She poured some potassium percolate on first, then added the correct amount of aluminum to the mix. It was a careful and gentle process, but several minutes of using the paper to shake things back and forth across it made it seem well mixed. While she was working, Ava and a couple of other crew members assembled a miniature diorama. The scale of the cars and the train were the same, so Beth was reasonably confident that zoomed-in things should look just right! Ethan had a city background setup with a highway above the tracks, even as one of the spare cars was parked on the other side of a blocked track with a rail. One of the other cars was straddling the tracks and just about ready for its death. Beth carefully poured a good amount of the powder she had mixed onto a small metal plate they’d found in the bottom of the box and placed it underneath the car. The fuse was carefully disguised, and she timed burning at a similar length to help get things right. “Okay, I think I’m ready,” she told Will. He quickly came over and placed the camera on the dolly someone else had prepositioned. She watched him switch settings for a few minutes to ensure he had the best view. “I think we’re good,” he told her. “Great, let’s do this!” Beth smiled, even as her stomach twisted, hoping she had the proper setup ready. “Rolling!” Beth ordered Will. “Rolling!” Will said. Beth lit the fuse with the blowtorch; as she moved out of frame, she said, “Action!” Even as Ava started the train moving down the tracks… I WAS WORKING on the movements with Jackson and Harper, who would be our stuntmen for the first action scene with the squibs. I was happy with the scenery that they’d quickly set up and was just about to call for Will and the camera when I realized Beth had beat me to him. Knowing we had a time limit, I started loading the makeshift squib for the gunshot by filling the syringe and the tubing with the fake blood that Sophie had made. “Sophie, this looks way closer than anything I thought you’d be able to get from that stuff?” I mentioned to her. She smiled, “Not my first rodeo with fake blood. I have other stuff I prefer, but this definitely can work. Also works great on ice cream and pancakes, though, too!” I shook my head and laughed a bit. As I was sure we could shoot any moment, I saw a massive flash from the corner of my eye! BETH SMILED. “IT worked. Did the camera pick it up right, though?” she asked Will. “Here, watch the replay,” he said, activating a small portable projector off the camera. The whole thing seemed to move in slow motion as they watched the train approach the stopped car. They’d done an excellent job of hiding the powder and the fuse, so it seemed completely natural as the car exploded when it was impacted by the train. “Cut!” Beth said to herself after the smoke cleared, leaving a toppled train, but fortunately, no actual flames remained. “That was awesome!” Sebastian said, having come over to watch what was going on. “You are a girl of many talents!” Will said approvingly. Charlotte said, “Will, go film the next effect that Carly has ready. Beth, I have another idea… do you have more of that powder?” WILL WAS READY to film our first squib scene in record time. I watched him work on the lenses and apertures and ask for some lighting changes before Harper and Jackson were put to work. “Action!” I called. “You can’t do this!” Jackson said, holding his hands up in the air as Harper pointed the fake gun at him. “Of course I can!” Harper said. A loud bang on the table with a piece of metal happened, and Jackson turned away from Harper. He began falling face forward even as I stayed out of the frame and squirted the syringe full of fake blood. I watched it move satisfyingly out of the small hole Gary had cut from the shirt, even as I dodged under a covering to avoid getting sprayed myself! “Cut!” I said. “Check it quickly,” I told them, “I will get set up for Madelyn. Harper, can you come to be the bad guy here, too?” “Why am I always the villain?” He complained good-naturedly. “It’s not the good looks,” Sophie kidded him. “You wound me!” he said. “Did it work, Will?” I heard Sebastian ask him. “It looks good!” he said. I wish we had time to add better sound effects to these clips, but that wasn’t the assignment?” “We’ll just do the best we can,” Charlotte said. “Will, I need you over here to come film a bonus scene with me?” “We’re almost done with this setup,” Will said, “Can we just finish this first? I think it’ll save time?” Right then, I was already filling up the stabbing squib on Madelyn as the background was changing, and Harper came up with the fake knife. “So you just want me to stab, and then you’ll activate it?” He asked me. “That’s the idea,” I told him. A quick look at my watch showed we only had about fifteen minutes left. “Let’s get this done. Will, you ready?” “Just about!” He looked at Charlotte, “Get set for that bonus scene, and then we’ll move straight over there?” “Got it,” she said. “Sebastian, make sure this goes okay, then get everyone moving. We don’t have much time left, and I want any bonus funds to go to us, not them!” Sebastian laughed, “Got it, Charlee, go get over there.” I looked up from the full squib to see her sticking her tongue out at him. “Those two need to get laid already,” Madelyn smirked down at me. I rolled my eyes, “Probably?” “Quiet on the set!” Sebastian said. A second later, after cameras were rolling, he called action. After a brief worthless bit of improvised dialogue, I watched Harper stab even as I pressed the plunger down. As he pulled the knife clear, there was blood on his hands, the knife and spurting from Madelyn as she fell down holding the wound. “Die bitch!” Harper laughed maniacally and walked away. “Cut!” Sebastian called. “That seemed good! Will, move to Charlotte quickly!” “On it, boss!” I watched him rapidly push the camera on the dolly to the area beside us, even as I helped Gary and Madelyn start to clean up our mess. BETH HAD SMILED at Charlotte’s idea instantly when she’d suggested it! They’d used the chains to ‘chain’ Charlotte to the floor of what looked like an old castle dungeon. Owen was dressed as some sort of adventurer, while she’d quickly donned a pink glittery dress they’d found in their box. He was holding a small piece of paper with the powder on it, having supplies beside a stone bench that made it look like he’d scrounged and made the powder. “Rolling!” Sebastian called. “Rolling!” Will called. “Action!” Sebastian said. “This will hopefully work…” Owen said as he came to Charlotte and placed the powder inside the keyhole of a fake manacle they’d projected over the top of the same metal plate. The chain looked attached, “Move as far from there as you can reach,” he ordered her. Beth watched Charlotte scoot a few feet away as a match was lit and placed into the powder. Owen lit that match with another match, and the crew watched it burn down in real-time into the powder, going off in a brilliant display of sparks! As planned, Charlotte pulled the free length of chain from the floor and tackled Owen in a hug. “You did it! You’re my hero!” She swooned in his arms. Owen dipped her dramatically before stage-kissing her. “Cut!” Sebastian said even as Professor Wyler’s voice said, “Time’s up!” “Just in time,” Carly said beside Beth. That was really cool!” She told her and embraced her. “Now, just to see how we did!” Beth told her. IT HAD TAKEN all of the groups a half-hour to clean everything up. I was standing there helping to bend over to pick up some spilled ‘blood’ when, all of a sudden, something just didn’t feel right in my stomach. I wasn’t sure what was happening for a second before realizing what had happened. ‘Not again,’ I complained in my head. I could feel the sudden muck in the back of my diaper even, and I could also smell the disgusting poop too. I bit my tongue to avoid crying then. Gary was also helping clean up right beside me. He wrinkled his nose, looking down at me. “Need a change?” he asked me. I grimaced, “Feels like it. I can’t feel it when it’s happening, though!” He looked apologetic, “I’m sorry, that’s probably my fault more than anyone’s? I wanted us to use the nanite treatment?” I shrugged, “I knew the risks?” “Where’s your bag?” He looked at me sympathetically, “I can change you or get someone else?” I hated to wish this on Beth, but she was the only one I felt comfortable with right then. I was about to tell him to grab her when Nikki suddenly picked me up, “I’ll get this one,” she said. I tensed up, “Umm…” “I promise I won’t do anything but help you smell pretty again,” she said as she lifted me onto her hip. “Now, where’s your bag? I assume you have a change in there?” I blushed but pointed to the backpack and let my self-appointed caregiver carry me into the wardrobe room while everyone else cleaned up. I could see the classroom setting returning right then, even as other groups scrubbed. The door closed on that, though, and she soon had me back in a room, diaper exposed. She smiled at me, “You remind me of a friend of mine I grew up with,” she said as she opened the tapes to expose the mess. “Oh?” I asked nervously, blushing bright red in embarrassment. “Trudy was her name; she was a Little, too,” she added the last part softly. “She was your friend?” Nikki nodded as she began using a cleaner part of the diaper to wipe some of the mess off my butt. “Trudy and I were inseparable all the way through graduation. I was short all the way until I turned thirteen. Since she was only a few inches short of six feet, it didn’t seem quite as weird as if she was your height. In fact, I guess she was taller than me until fourth grade?” She wiped my butt right then, even as she used one hand to hold my ankles up in the air. “What happened to her?” I asked her as she tossed a second wipe away. She sighed, “On graduation day, I had a pact with her that I would adopt her to avoid some random Big getting her. Unfortunately, I hadn’t counted on the principal beating me to her.” I winced as she pressed harder with a wipe just then, “That’s terrible.” She nodded, “It was… Anyway, know that if you ever feel like you’re unsafe, you can trust me. Even if it wasn’t for Trudy, your mom was a great teacher and mentor when I worked with her as a kid.” I just nodded and was relieved as she taped on a new diaper, pulled my tights back up, and carried me back out to where everyone sat back down at the tables. Professor Wyler was walking in with three other professors, saying, “Okay, let’s go ahead and get to seeing everything. I’m using Professors Gibney, Tilling, and Anderson as our judges for this round. I’ve quickly randomized your filmed segments to be independent from each group. They’ll each be scored on a scale of one to one hundred. Let’s see who ends up winning the most points for their groups! +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for reading!!! Please press the Like Button and leave me a comment! I will post another chapter on Sunday this week and next. After that, twice per week, chapters may have to go away, so I can maintain them at least once a week. My real-world life exploded stress-wise last week, and this week, so I'm doing my own normal insane job, plus someone else's. Sadly, I don't think that's going to get better over the next couple of months. (I'm still crossing my fingers and praying; it's due to a coworker's serious illness) Unfortunately, that means I'm going to have much more limited times of muse behaving, I'm guessing. We'll see! Lots of likes and comments do help that muse get herself back on track sometimes, though! Anyway, thanks for your support!

Glad to see an update to this tale!

Definite improvements on the formatting and I didn’t see any errors either. Good start to this, looking forward to more!

Sallas is what you're looking for I think. Elfy is the author, I know he mentioned continuing it with a sequel sometime, but he hasn't yet.

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Direct from Google Docs does not work. Direct from Microsoft Word also causes problems. Something about downloading it from docs as an .rtf file strips out some extra code that both want to paste into your browser. You can also try paste and match style, but that causes it's own problems most of the time. This and several other of these types of sites have some quirks on the WYSIWIG editors.

There were a major number of adjustments Stacy did before she injected Cameron with his. His were very much a new 'strain' so to speak. Stacy also changed the version number of the nanites to establish that. Yeah, completely unfair to Carly, but probably incredibly smart to say that if you're trying to keep your best friend out of harms way! You'll have a couple chapters more for information that will come to explain this more. Be patient through the narratives class, it'll take up the next chapter.

No... Maybe...? 😈 That'll be mostly contained in the next chapter. I think it's a fun one! 🙂

It definitely is, but the person is at least still physically alive? Let's be honest, this is reserved for only the worst offenders. The things her mother did were horrible. If I don't write more before then I should be done with 2x/week postings, but I'll make an exception for that date now I guess! When did it become Carly AND Beth getting breastfed? 🤣 Thanks! 🙂

You'll get answers on this in a couple chapters. Hopefully! 🙂 Yeah, the consecutive regression sentences probably aren't doing a thing to help her, other than piss her off that she's so small. It'll probably only be the final mind wipe one that does any true good. She's only 21 years into her roughly 70 year sequence of sentences there.

Chapter 103: Descendants BETH WAS DRESSED and out the door feeling a little more refreshed that day. Knowing there was no filming today in class helped take some of the edge off her nerves. She made it to the cafeteria before any of the Littles’ nests to get her food and claim a table. She was joined by Livy, who had convinced her to get up early that morning. She noticed the sea of ponytails, bunches, braided pigtails, and other ‘cute’ hairstyles coming in when she identified a giant hairbow on a girl coming straight towards her table. Her mouth dropped open. Livy asked, “What?” She just pointed and soon heard her best friend giggling like a crazy woman. “Carly?” She asked, “Where in the world did that bow come from?” She couldn’t suppress her own amusement. Carly sighed, “Apparently, Miss Lilly likes styling all of her girl’s hair in the morning?” “It’s gigantic,” Livy giggled some more. “Maybe it would look okay on someone her size?” Carly suggested. “No, it’s sized for a child, but it’s definitely over the top. Leave your stuff here, I’ll watch it, and go get your food.” Beth said. As Carly walked away, Livy said, “When do I get to play with her hair. She’s adorable!” “Hands off?” Beth said, looking at her. “No worries, Beth, you can have the adorable girl, but you have to admit it’s hard to believe your too-short boyfriend is now among the cutest little girls on campus?” Beth sighed, “Personally, I think she is the cutest. We’ll have to really keep an eye out for her when we’re off campus.” When Carly returned, Beth helped her onto the taller bench seat beside her and watched her eat an impossible number of calories. “Where do you put it all?” Beth asked. “Probably in this stupid diaper later?” she responded to her. “Still no control?” Beth asked. Carly shook her head, “No unless we get rid of those nanites and the protein, I’ll be incontinent forever.” “That sucks,” Livy said. “Sorry,” she added. Carly nodded, “Yeah, it does. I guess it’s the price I have to pay to be beautiful?” Beth smirked knowingly, and Livy laughed at the part she understood. The conversation moved on to plans for the week and the weekend, and eventually, the three of them split up. Beth went to the library to a lab to study for Signals, and Livy walked to class. Just before they split, Beth saw that Carly got a message that her grandma would be picking her up for a doctor’s appointment after screenwriting. “Guess I’ll see you at narratives?” She told her after giving her a hug. “Yeah, see you there!” Beth and her shadowing bodyguard made their way to the lab, where she used a HoloSystem to manipulate a lab assignment for her signals class. It wasn’t due until the next week, but she had no desire to put things off with as crazy as her life had been! Beth spent time loading the lab materials and sorting through the assignment one step at a time. It was a bit of an exploratory lab that she was sure would have been more difficult if she didn’t have a tutor for the subject. She sighed, ‘I hope Carly and I can get through this safely.’ Before she knew it, it was time to head to her class, and she quickly discovered she was ahead of most of the class based on some of the questions being asked. At one point, one of her classmates next to her asked, “Do you understand this?” She just nodded, “Yeah?” “Care to help me study?” She realized the boy was looking at her closer than she noticed before. He was kind of cute, but she wasn’t interested. “Sorry, my study partner and I are already pretty exclusive?” “Worth a shot,” he said with a smile. “Let me know if that ever changes!” Beth nodded but started packing her stuff up as soon as the class ended to escape the awkward feeling with the boy that remained! I HAD MADE it to Screenwriting and endured a severe crush of ‘what happened’ questions until Mason stepped in, “Time to leave Carly alone, please,” he said, getting between me and a few of the girls who were clearly crushing on me even more now! “Thanks, Mason,” I said, having nearly forgotten he was in Screenwriting with me. “No problem, wouldn’t do for our group’s star to get mobbed,” he laughed. “I don’t see Charlotte anywhere?” I told him. He laughed, “I think the rest of the crew and I have decided the story is as much yours as the mom’s, though. I’m not sure who would really get the supporting role in an award?” I shrugged, “I think it’s clear the star is Charlotte; she has more scenes than I do.” “Maybe…? How’d your animation script turn out?” “Pretty good, I think?” The professor started the class right then, and we once again delved into several scripts, including mine. We were also informed the animation studio would be picking their scripts on Thursday. “I hope mine gets made,” I told Mason as he helped me down from the chair. “I’m sure it will; it sounds awesome to me! Much better than the classic drivel I came up with!” I laughed, “We’ll see! Classic drivel is classic for a reason!” He walked me out of class, and I discovered Grandma was waiting for me. “Hi, Grandma,” I said to her. “Hi, sweetheart!” she said and scooped me up. I turned red, but I had to accept my size meant being picked up was inevitable. Now that I was in diapers and a girl, it seemed to be happening even more often. “So what’s this appointment?” “It’s a follow-up with Doctor Nickerson. We want to see if there has been any change since you were in on Sunday. It’ll help us establish if we can develop any treatments moving forward?” As she said that, I felt her hand reach discreetly under the skirt of my jumper. “Let’s go get you in a clean diaper before we go, though,” she said quietly. She had me on the changing table as a couple of the other girls from my class were finishing up their own potty runs after sitting still for so long. Emma was shorter than Grandma but still towered over me as she passed by and gave me a friendly smile and wave even as Grandma lifted my butt into the air. I was pretty sure my face was redder than it had been in a few hours, at least! “What about my seminar class?” I asked her as she carried me to the adjacent hospital campus. “If you check your email, you should see that the university board of regents has voted to cancel that requirement for current students. You won’t have to attend it again this semester while you’re here.” “That’s awesome!” I couldn’t help but smile. She nodded, “Hopefully, it stays gone, but I won’t hold my breath. I’m still waiting to see who they appoint as the permanent new Dean of Littles and Head Nest Mother.” “Hopefully it won’t be worse?” I said. “Hopefully,” she agreed. “The politics have gotten ugly, though. I’m a little bit nervous at how little was said at the end of last week.” I thought back to how quickly things had seemed to die down, “That does seem a little strange?” Walking through the entrance doors, I saw Fred sitting in a chair. He waved at us as Grandma carried me to check me in with the HoloReceptionist. We sat for fifteen minutes before a nurse showed up to direct our party down a few hallways and to a room. “No front door service this time?” I asked. “Can’t always be treated special? Plus, I’m sure Holly is probably coming from surgery or doing pre-consults,” Grandpa said. “I still can’t believe she’s from my dimension and somehow is working as a surgeon here,” I told them. “It is a little unbelievable. When Beth’s dad, Cameron, was trying to keep from being adopted by Addison, she was invaluable. The judge was actually forced at first to acknowledge her credibility as a surgeon until Addison’s mom had her poisoned.” I made a face at that, “Beth’s grandma sounds like she was a real witch.” “She was,” Grandma said. “Actually, I’ve heard she’s still just as vile, just pint-sized at this point…” I was about to ask what she meant when the door was opened for us, and the nurse said, “Doctor Nickerson will be down in just a moment. Would you please have your granddaughter down to just her diaper and help her put on this gown?” “Huh…?” I started to ask as the door closed. “Does she think I can’t dress myself?” “Probably,” Grandma said. Go ahead and strip out of your uniform. Try to be careful with that adorable bow, though!” I groaned, “I don’t know what I did to deserve this.” She laughed at me, and a moment later, she had assisted me with putting on the horrible gown. It was as if the world was in on the joke, though, as it was pink and covered in unicorns and rainbows!!! The examination bed was again lowered closer to the ground. When Dr. Nickerson entered, I decided they must have custom-designed examination rooms for her. “Hi Carly, Amanda, Fred,” she said as she came in and closed the door. They made some pleasant small talk before she started to get serious. There was a stool that was ‘tall for her,’ and a moment later, she sat on it while holding a tablet. “Okay, Carly. I want to go ahead and start scanning you. Can you just lay back on the bed for me?” I nodded and laid back, suddenly feeling a few belts go across me automatically. “Don’t worry, Carly. I just want to make absolutely sure you stay still for this scan. It’ll only take half a minute.” I sat still, held down by the belts from the top of my chest to my hips, knees, and ankles. About thirty seconds later, there was a ‘beep’ sound, and the straps retracted. “One second,” she said, “You can sit up now.” I did so and watched her manipulate a projected hologram for a few minutes. I thought I could decipher my bladder, spine, and a few other details until she zoomed all the way in. Grandpa joined her and looked at the data himself. The two whispered off to the side for a couple of moments before returning to me. “Okay, so let’s just get this over with, Carly. Right now, you have enough of that protein we discussed before built up on your nervous centers that there is no way you can control your bladder or bowels. If I didn’t know the story, I would believe you had been breastfeeding for a good five years to get this level of effect.” “Five years?!?” I asked. She nodded. “Without any breaks at that!” “Breaks help?” “Somewhat,” she shrugged, “For me, in the beginning, if I didn’t nurse during the week, I would regain some control, at least in my bowels. At this point, though, it’s just a moot point.” “Wait… you still???” She shrugged, “Mommy had a rejuvenation treatment so she could continue nursing me. It’s addictive, but most importantly, quite pleasant if you like your mommy?” “That may go under the file of things I never needed or wanted to know?” She laughed, “You asked!” Turning to Grandma, “Did you have any luck analyzing those nanites?” I looked at Grandma, who nodded, “I think there’s a reason the nanites she came with haven’t done anything.” “What?” I asked. “Your nanites are direct descendants of your mothers, but these are slightly different. I think they’re actually nanites from Beth’s dad, Cameron.” “What?!?” I gasped. BETH LOOKED AT Livy in disbelief. “You think I should break up with her?” “Beth, she’s a trouble magnet! Until she came, you were doing perfectly fine! You had nothing to worry about!” “But it’s not that easy, Livy,” she told her. She felt hurt and angry about it! “What’s not that easy? Why don’t you just say the girl thing isn’t for you?” “Because I love her, Livy.” Livy sighed, “She’s going to lead you straight to an adoption, though!” Beth sighed, “Livy, you just don’t understand…?” “Isn’t she supposed to be going home at the end of the semester even if she’s not adopted?” Beth nodded, “I know, Livy.” She sighed, “Look, Livy, I can’t really explain it? I have had a couple of crushes, but I’ve never felt this way about someone before? Carly, Connor, it doesn’t matter which she is… She’s amazing, and I’ve fallen for her?” Livy sighed, “I just don’t want to see my best friend being led around in one of those stupid backpack harnesses with your droopy diaper peeking out of a dress?” Beth nodded, “Trust me, I don’t want that either!” “Then…?” “I can’t Livy… There’s just something that I can’t let go of with Carly.” Livy sighed, “Fine, I’ll drop it. IF you end up adopted, please plan on me being the first to say, ‘I told you so?’” “You have first dibs,” Beth agreed. “So, anyway… how was the party this weekend?” This time, it was Livy blushing! Beth knew she had her own hooks in her friend. Slowly, she badgered the details out of her that there was a boy named Keith whom she’d met at the party. He was another Tweener, and she was pretty sure she would have another date this weekend. As they talked, she worked to see if Livy could unknowingly help her plan her date with Carly, too! Eventually, as lunch ended, they cleaned up their trays and headed off to their classes. Beth hoped that when she saw Carly, maybe he would have some better news! When she reached the SoundStage, where their class was to be held that day, though, she found a rather confused-looking Carly. “What’s wrong?” She asked her. Carly sighed, “I’ll have to tell you later. Too many ears here?” She nodded, “Are you okay at least?” Carly nodded, “Nothing’s different from what we knew this morning.” Beth knelt down and hugged her momentarily, even as the rest of their studio gathered around them. Professor Wyler came out of the back break room and, after looking around the room, said, “Okay, thanks for meeting here today!” He pressed a sequence on his tablet, and the room became their normal classroom. “Go ahead and have a seat in your studios for now, please.” As we all moved around, Beth found herself seated, sandwiching Carly between her and Charlotte. They all turned to see the professor in the middle of the room. “First, I hope everyone has started filming as of this weekend?” He asked. Most of the groups nodded. “Studio One, how are you doing so far?” “We’ve filmed five scenes, but the special effects are taking some time with that?” their producer answered. “You’ll want to get that stepped up,” Professor Wyler said, “But that is at least a start!” “Studio Two?” “We tried to start filming, but the scenery and programming are not easy with this script?” The producer said. “We’re hoping to get scenes filmed tonight, though, finally?” “You bid on the most expensive script and definitely the most challenging. Hopefully, you have enough left for the special effects?” “That’s part of the problem; we’re having to figure this out on a budget,” he acknowledged. The professor smirked, “I do love game theory. You’ll have a chance to compete for some additional funds today!” Beth noted that the tall Big seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at that! “Studio Four?” she heard a moment later. “Why’d he skip us?” she heard one of the members ask. “No idea,” Sebastian whispered. “Umm… mostly pretty good. Like Studio Two, we’re trying to film on a budget and need some special effects for the script?” Beth grinned when she realized that, as horrible as their script was, it had also been one of the cheapest films! ‘Did PooPloders cost us?’ she wondered though, shifting uncomfortably at the memory of the stickiness. ‘I’m so glad I’m in my panties,’ she thought guiltily, even as she turned and saw Carly out of the corner of her eye. Her skirt had crept up, but Charlotte took that moment to push it down. It had been up long enough for Beth to recognize a diaper that would need to be changed after class! “So, how much have you filmed?” Professor Wyler asked them. “Seven scenes?” The producer said, “As long as we keep that up, we’ll be done before the four-week shooting timeline you gave us?” Professor Wyler nodded, “You will, but remember, you’ll need a lot more editing in your film. If possible, I would try to speed up that filming so you don’t get jammed up.” The producer nodded at him, and he looked at Studio Three. Then, he said, “You’ll notice I skipped Studio Three? I actually keep track of your filming and logs of scenes as you work. Studio Three, would you mind sharing where you’re at?” “We’re completely ‘in the can,’” Charlotte said with a smile. “And that’s how you know they’ll be able to have time to edit!” Professor Wyler smirked. “Nice job; hopefully, you were picky about your filming, though?” “Yes, sir,” Sebastian answered. “We’ve reviewed everything daily and should have all the necessary footage.” “And everything has run smoothly?” “All except one problem…” he said, side-glancing at me. “We’ll have everything on time, though!” “Very good!” he smiled at everyone. “Now, as many of you realized, you’re short on some funds, and knowing that, I’ve come up with another little game to help top up your budgets…” ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for reading! Please press the Like Button and leave me a comment! Today, this post marks a complete year without missing a week of posting!!!! This is a first for me, as I usually run out of chapters by mid-summer due to my short writing season each year. I'm excited to have managed not to miss any weeks! Real life, unfortunately, has exploded this past week, and I may run into a major lull in writing early this year. I'm hoping next weekend and through April, things will improve, but if it doesn't, I may have to switch back to once-per-week posts to stay ahead of myself here. <crossed fingers that doesn't happen yet> I really appreciate all of your support; if you've enjoyed my work, please consider purchasing a copy on Amazon Kindle! All of my completed works are available there! http://amazon.com/author/babysofia

I wasn’t the first to do so by any means! (I’ve seen a few authors do that) Go for it! That might explain the odd formatting. Google Docs works well until you reach a certain size. I find downloading from it to an .rtf file copies and pastes well into this site.

"drawers to grab" I think is what you want to say there. Overall, it's well-written, and I'm looking forward to seeing where you take this. You might try and run it through Grammarly first, it probably would have picked up on that error I noted. Good start!

I've updated this chart with a few more that had been submitted via the form, as well as a couple I found on DeviantArt. Again if you have any missing stories please feel free to use the form to submit them!

Thanks! 🙂

There was a very small comment related to something one time before they broke up their senior year. Very minor detail in In-Between.

I should have added a comma there. Addy did have involvement with SafeFoods and was an owner essentially with some culpability via her mother. She also inadvertently let some info around the nanites from Stacy loose to her mom, which eventually led to the LittleGrow Plus line. (Not part of this story directly)

No spoilers, but you also forgot Addy and Stacy's meddling with Nanites. The past isn't all that Carly and Beth will deal with, but they don't live in a vacuum without any other influences in their lives like my previous tales of their parents.