Page 31 of His Little Garnet

I frown. “I don’t think I’m ever going to get used to that part. Why can’t we use a bathroom like normal people?”

Julia shrugs. “It’s a submissive thing. Men on this planet are extremely dominant, far more than any on Earth. It’s not meant to be a punishment. It’s not even meant to make you feel incompetent. It’s their way of showing how much we mean to them.”

I hold my frown. “Why would wearing a diaper make me feel cared for?”

Julia’s breasts bounce a little as she shifts her weight back and forth. The gorgeous nipple rings bob with her movement, making me wonder if she’s getting some pleasure from shaking her breasts around without touching them.

She thinks for a moment. “Being fed and wearing a diaper are like the ultimate submission. Letting your Papi take care of all of your needs fulfills his need to nurture you. Trust me. I know it’s hard to wrap your head around yet, but the bond he feels with you is frighteningly strong. So strong that he worries all the time. It’s the same for all the men on Eleadia. You might not feel that same deep connection yet because you’ve been dealing with so many changes, but you will, and you won’t be able to fight it. You’ll come to realize that you’ll do anything to make him smile. Anything to please him. And Livy…” She glances over her shoulder as if to make sure no one is listening. “The rewards are worth every single bit of adjustment.”

I bite my lip. I know what she means. All of it. I’m being stubborn and fighting a losing battle, but I’ve felt the connection, and I’m aware of the rewards I’ve been denying myself out of a stubborn need to keep some semblance of control.

A few seconds tick by while we smile awkwardly at each other.

Finally, I find a way to change the subject. “Why are you here? You don’t seem sick.”

She rolls her eyes so only I can see. “Checkup. We get a lot of those here. Our Papis are overprotective in a way you cannot imagine.”

I groan. “You don’t have to tell me. Mine is one of the doctors. I think my entire life is a checkup. Overprotective is a mild term.”

She giggles. “True. I don’t envy you that. My Papi works for the government. He doesn’t use a stethoscope on me.”

“I wish a stethoscope was the only thing he used,” I murmur, squirming in my stroller. I also wish I could get up and walk around. If I weren’t so stubborn, I wouldn’t be strapped into this seat so securely that I can’t move more than a few inches.

I notice the men approaching out of the corner of my eye. They take my breath away every time I see them, especially when I’m down this low. They’re so tall and broad. Like a human on far too many steroids. And their chests… I’m not sure what’s worse, their exposed chests or mine? Theirs make me salivate. Mine… Well, that’s just weird.

“Ready, Baby girl?” Kelkef asks Julia.

She tips her head back to look up at him and sighs. “If we must.”

He chuckles. “We can start with a spanking if you want?”

She flushes and shakes her head. “No, Sir.”

Kelkef strokes the top of my head. “We’ll see you again soon, Little one. Be good.”

I nod at him and watch as he and Julia disappear to the back of the clinic, leaving me with Papi.

He squats in front of me and takes my hands, lowering them from my chest to hold them in my lap. “Are you mad at me, Baby girl? You sent me a death look from across the room.” He grins slightly.

I frown at him. “I’m mad in general.”

“I know that. I’m trying to make your transition as easy as possible.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about the nipple rings?” I challenge.

“Would you be less mad or more mad right now if I had told you I intend to have your titties pierced?”

I humph and look down at my lap where his much larger hands hold mine.

“I should have told you though. It slipped my mind you would figure that out when you saw other Little girls.”

“All of them?” I ask. “Do all woman have pierced nipples here?”

“Nearly all, yes. It’s a symbol of our love and commitment. Like wedding rings on Earth.”

“That’s what Julia said, but I don’t think you can compare nipple piercing to a wedding band.”

“Why not? The pretty stones I choose for you will show the world what a gift you are to me.”

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