The Quest
Copyright© 2026 by A Well Traveled Man
Chapter 2
It was time for another treatment, so Chad injected his second dose of the serum (the third, actually, but he didn’t count the first one at Uncle Charley’s house) and felt it working immediately. Today was my second month at the university, and all is well. The professors accepted me in their classes, and he had no problems. He passed the two courses that he tested out of and tested out of one more. So, he now has three computer classes and enjoys them.
It seems I have a natural talent for coding, and I am way ahead of the class, doing special assignments for the professors during and after class. Chad was waiting for Mom and Dad to arrive. They are taking him out to dinner for his 11th birthday. I’ve also outgrown my clothes again, so shopping was needed again. Chad told his Mom he had been doing lab work so that he would pay this time, and she was happy. No questions about how much he earned or how I could earn money at 11 years old.
They were just happy they didn’t have to pay. We shopped first, and Mom insisted on helping fit my new boxers and jeans. Chad knew his dick was 6” limp and looked thick, and he saw her staring at it while dressing. After shopping, they went to a nice Italian restaurant for dinner. Chad told them of the problems initially, but they were resolved, and now everything is great. They gave me cash for my birthday, and I thanked them.
On the way back to the university, they said they were going to Europe for vacation, and I wasn’t invited. Mom said he could take summer classes or stay with his aunt Carol. Chad looked at Dad and asked what he recommended. Laughing, he said I’d take jail over your aunt Carol’s. Chad said he’d take summer school, and everyone laughed. She said I thought you would. It was the first time I’d seen them since they dropped me off at the university, and Chad knew he was becoming an afterthought.
There was no interest in his development above his navel, so that Chad could see the handwriting on the wall. After they left, Chad called his attorney and expressed his concern. If something happened to them, he would be screwed. Mr. Myers said this might work out for you in the long run if it did happen. He would draw up some papers for them to sign before leaving, giving the school power of attorney, should you need medical care.
Buried in the papers will be adoption paperwork, so if something happens, it was completed before they died. The rest of the family can suck eggs. Mr. Myers said it would be best to find someone or a couple you trust to go along with it. Chad told him he would ask Sensi and let him know. Now for my diary entry, I measured my height, grew another 4”, and added another 20 lbs. My dick grew some, but his balls got bigger. He logged everything in and forgot family issues for a while.
Then Chad worked on his encryption program. Yes, an encryption program. His professor emailed a paper for review. It was intercepted, then another professor claimed credit. The FBI got involved, caught the system tech who intercepted it, and he, in turn, sold out the professor. Chad thought that if he could encrypt the transmission, he would need a key to unlock it. That would be ideal and solve the problem. Chad had advanced past the computer class and writing programs.
He takes a break to head to the dojo for training. When he arrives, Sensi has a few new challenges for him to overcome. He set up three heavy bags in a row, and Chad had to dodge the first and second swinging heavy bags, then put down the third. He would mix the patterns up, so I had to put all three down and finish on the dummy with debilitating strike points. Sensi added legs and feet to my arsenal of defensive strike points. We sat and talked at the end, and I expressed my concern about my parents and my lawyer’s advice.
Sensi agreed I needed to take action, but suggested a retired couple and adding a financial incentive may work. He said to think outside the box and develop solutions that don’t tie you down. He said to hire a PI to get something to use against your parents if problems develop. The other option, while not appealing, is to keep your parents focused on each other and let you disappear. He gave me a writing pen that worked, and also delivered the same drug as my needles. Sensi said he’d have a ring made for me by the end of the week.
Heading back to the university, Chad thought about the conversation with Sensi, called his lawyer, and set up an appointment for tomorrow afternoon. He worked on his encryption program until dinner time and thought he had a working program. So, Chad sent his lawyer an encrypted email and went to dinner. An idea hit him during dinner, so he spent time on it after dinner, finished it, and then fell asleep.
Chad woke up, did his exercises and forms, ran through the woods, returned to his dorm, showered, dressed, and headed to the canteen for breakfast. It was a busy day: he had two classes and labs finished at 2 pm, and he took the bus to his lawyer’s office. Chad gave him the Sensei’s advice, and he agreed. He would hire private detectives to follow them on vacation and take pictures, then check up on them at home every month or so.
He asked Mr. Myers to open the unreadable email he had sent him. Chad had him right-click the mouse with his pointer on the email and handed him a piece of paper with many letters and numbers to enter. The email cleared up, and he laughed, asking if this was your program. Chad said yes, I developed it in my apartment after classes. He wondered if the email held the program I sent him. Chad answered no, it’s just an unlocking key.
The encryption program is on the sender’s computer, and he has a favorite list of email addresses, and the same key unlocks them. Only the sender can change the code keys, and we watched the email disappear from the screen. Mr. Myers said Son of a bitch, you know who will give both nuts for this or take it from you, right? Chad said yes, knowing he can’t sell it to them from here. It’s got to be out of the US, so they can’t take it in the name of national security. It will give me the funds to build a top-of-the-line lab away from here to continue Uncle Charley’s research.
Chad said he’d have some hardware to build first, and then we can send it to the government, leaving us out of harm’s way. Mr. Myers asked how he would do that, and Chad said, “I’m working on it, but when it’s completed, they’ll be so pissed, having no one or program to seize, capture, steal, or threaten.” They can purchase it or lose the program. I’ve even developed a countdown clock, like those doomsday clocks, so they know when their time is up.
Mr. Myers laughed, saying, “Your mind works just like Charley’s did.” Chad got up and asked him to let me know what the PIs found, and then he left. He took the bus back to the university and considered making an encrypted phone app for his next project.
It was time for his next serum dose. Chad injected himself, put in his diary the June 3rd dose, and measured his height. He was now 4’9” tall and weighed 95 lbs. His dick has grown 1/2’’ limp, but his balls feel the same. Chad took a cab to the mall and bought his new clothes, keeping his parents away. They haven’t called, so Chad didn’t either. The semester ended, and he got all A’s and has two summer classes with labs and four online courses. So, it will be a busy summer.
Mom and Dad leave for Europe tomorrow, and he was getting ready to stop in unannounced to have them sign paperwork with a school notary in tow. Chad figured they would be so frazzled seeing his guest and him that they would sign the documents quickly to get rid of me. And he was right, and that’s what they did, and Chad thanked them while leaving the house. The notary asked what the documents were on our drive back to the university, and he said they were a medical power of attorney and an updated will from their attorney.
They were so rushed that they forgot to sign the papers at the attorney’s office, so he had to bring them to the house. She seemed satisfied, so our conversation ended. Chad finished his phone encryption software app, so all communications between his attorney and him were encrypted and private. Chad had changed courses to computer hardware design for the summer, and a few professors weren’t too happy. He offered his programming services for a fee but was rejected. They had his services for free while he took their classes, but no more.
One went to the dean, and Chad was called into the meeting. The professor stated his case, and the dean asked when Chad coded for him. The professor said during class. He already knew what was being taught, so I had him do coding for me. So, the dean said you used him for free during class, and he passed your course, correct? The professor said yes, and now wants to be paid to code. The dean laughed and told the professor that Chad already knew what you were teaching, so he honed his programming skills during your class.
The class is done, and so is the unrestricted use of his services. Either pay him or get someone else to do it for free. The dean asked Doesn’t your department have a budget for things like that? Where is that money going? The professor mumbled that he had other expenses and stormed out. Chad smiled at the dean and left. He read in the campus newspaper that his pissed-off professor was fired for misappropriating department funds. He was fat and happy when he had Chad in this class, but was in a bind when it ended. He spent the money allocated to hiring students on his mistress. No one would have known if he hadn’t complained to the dean.
So, his summer classes started, and now he was two classes short of being a junior. Chad hoped to graduate at the end of next semester. He was then pursuing his master’s degree in computer science. The fall semester will be heavy in science classes, so it may run into the spring semester to get the required courses. Many science courses require lab work, so we shall see. Chad almost forgot he had found a program that could work for government negotiations. The avatars are busty females; producing them should be fun if he can resolve some problems.
It was time for his next serum dose. Chad injected himself and put in his diary the August 4th dose, and measured his height and was now 5’3”, and his weight is 125lbs. The summer session ended, and he did well in all his classes. Chad guessed that Mom and Dad made it home. They have not called or stopped by to say hello. Mr. Myers, his attorney, said the PIs have plenty of photos showing sex with multiple partners; in other words, an orgy, some with the same sex partner. Sounds like they had fun.
Chad had the hardware and protective cover finished and ready for the government sales pitch. The avatar sales video is done. It makes him laugh every time he watches it. Chad had it prepared to show his attorney today. It’s two parts. One goes with an email sent to select recipients for them to watch. If they respond, the second part will be sent with the sample hardware box. It’s already just waiting for the overseas cover to be set up, hopefully in a few weeks.
Chad’s karate training has advanced to throwing stars and knives, with new moves added each week. Sensi said the next phase would require two weeks, so we plan to do that during Christmas break. Chad took the bus to his attorney’s office after he finished his martial arts. Mr. Myers welcomed Chad, saying You’re looking good and growing like a weed laughing as we sat in his office. He said Let’s get the bad news out of the way first.
Your Mom and Dad are going to split up soon. They wetted their beaks in Europe’s swinging scene and continued it when they came home. Your Mom is out of control and goes to parties alone, sometimes for an entire weekend. Your Dad has withdrawn from the scene and has moved into your old room. Life, as you remember it, going to the university, doesn’t exist anymore. Your Dad has visited an attorney and gotten the lay of the land. Your Mom, working for attorneys, will probably eat him for lunch or ride him into the poor house.
Mr. Myers said Chad, you’re the diamond in the rough in this dispute. Without you, your Mom will get squat, so expect the bums rush when it happens. Play your cards close to the vest until you have to play them. Because she could interrupt your education if she thinks you are siding with dear old Dad. Mr. Myers recommended that we prepare for the worst and file a brief with the court when they file, stating that you have been living on campus at the college.
All you care about is your education, which is paid for by a scholarship. And you don’t want to lose it being used as a pawn. Then Chad showed Mr. Myers the project sales videos, and he laughed, saying they would freak out when they saw that. The company should be set up in a week. This process should be fun to watch, and we parted ways. On the bus ride to the university, Chad thought of ways to keep his Mom in check and had an excellent idea that she would cook her goose if she fucks with me.
Chad stopped at the bookstore to get his books for the semester and some new gym clothes. Then he headed to his dorm room to read the books for his new classes. Chad stopped when he got hungry and went to the cafeteria for dinner. When he finished, he returned to his dorm room and continued reading until he fell asleep.
He woke up the next morning, did his exercises and forms, went for a run, returned, showered, dressed, and went to breakfast. Returning to his dorm after breakfast, he finished reading his new semester’s course books, then went online and ordered audio- and video-capturing cameras and a recorder for his dorm room. The cameras were small and easy to conceal, and the recorder would record for a month and then start again. You could download the footage to the cloud or use a USB stick if something happens.
It will be part of his protection plan against Mom if everything goes to shit. Chad was busy with five classes, three labs, and two online courses, but his advisor was a scheduling genius, so he was free early afternoon three days a week and trained at the dojo. As with all good things, someone must try to mess it up.
Time for his next serum dose. Chad injected himself and put in his diary the October 5th dose, and measured his height and am now 5’6”, and weight is 145lbs. He called a cab, went to the mall, and got new clothes. Mr. Myers called and said his Dad filed for divorce, and his Mom went ballistic. Dad called the cops when she hit him with a vase, opening a cut on his forehead that bled severely.