Page 33 of His Little Garnet

I can’t leave here. This is my home. Not just this planet but this town. These people are my new friends. Everyone I meet could potentially be someone I’ll want as an ally in the future. Alienating myself is a bad idea.

Even if I could leave Eleadia, I know in my heart I wouldn’t survive without Papi. It hurts when he leaves a room. It’s like I’m an addict, and I go into withdrawal. I miss his touch. I miss his scent. I miss the way he looks at me.

I need him, and that need is growing every day. I’d die of depression if I weren’t with him. He’s right about our connection. It’s solid and unbreakable.

I have to give him credit. He could have taken me from Earth against my will. He did not. He let me choose. It wasn’t exactly a fair decision at that moment since I was in pain and his pheromones had already consumed me in the small office space. But I did choose him. Now I need to find the will to make the rest of my life the best it can be.

What if I can’t be a nurse? I have to admit I don’t understand much about the medical practices here, but I’m a fast learner. I could study their ways and be useful and helpful to Papi. I know I can. Will he let me for real? Or will he patronize me and pretend I’m valuable to the team?

Jeikin looks over at me and smiles. “You let me know if you need anything, Little one. I know it can get overwhelming in here. I’m sure your Papi has you on a strict feeding schedule, but if you need a diaper change or you want me to move you to another part of the room, just call for me. Okay?”

I nod and find my voice. No reason to be rude to Jeikin. “Yes, Sir.”

He smiles wider. “Good girl.”

A man and another Little girl come in a few minutes later while I’m still thinking about touching the toys. The man nods toward me and lets his Little girl approach while he checks her in at the front desk.

As soon as she tugs her hand free from his grip, she waddles toward me in her diaper. “Hi. You must be new here. I’m Melanie.” She clasps her hands behind her back and rocks on her feet. I notice so far neither woman has had shoes on.

I find the will to be kind and friendly. After all, it’s not Melanie or any other Little girl’s fault I’m here. No reason to be rude. “I’m Olivia. My friends call me Livy.” Although Papi has not called me Livy. He likes my given name.

“Is Chadka your new Papi?” she asks hopefully.

I nod. “I just got here ten days ago.”

She smiles. “I’m so glad you’re here. Chadka is a great Papi. I bet he’s the nicest Papi ever.”

“Hey there, Little girl,” the man who came in with her says with a chuckle. “Who’s the best Papi ever?” he teases, tugging one of her pigtails. He has blond hair and blue eyes. He’s also just as large as every other man I’ve seen so far. Is anyone on this planet small?

“You’re, silly,” Melanie tells him. “I’m just saying that Chadka is a very nice man.”

The blond man reaches out to stroke the top of my head. Either this is a customary way to greet Littles or everyone is being mindful of the fact that I can’t quite convince my hands to lift for a handshake. “I’m Priax. Welcome to Eleadia. I hope you’re settling in well.”

I nod. No reason to air my dirty laundry with every stranger who comes through the door.

Well, actually, Sir, I’m mad. Mad that my previous life is long gone and I’m stuck here being a baby on a planet I don’t understand.

That wouldn’t go over well, so I keep my thoughts to myself. Besides, I’m only kinda mad. My mad is ridiculous.

Jeikin calls out from the desk. “Chadka’s getting settled in. I’ll have you back in an exam room in just a moment so he can check that piercing for you.”

Melanie purses her lips and closes her eyes.

I glance down at her nipples. The stones hanging from her breasts are beautiful. Neither of them looks infected or anything. I would expect to see a reddened area, swelling, or even some discharge if there was an infection.

Priax tips her head back and meets her gaze. “I’m going to sit over there. You can talk to Olivia if you’d like but be mindful and kind.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He hesitates. “Keep your hands clasped behind your back too.”

“Yes, Sir,” she repeats. There is a slight edge of exasperation, but either Priax is used to it and expects it, or he doesn’t hear it in her tone. I’m betting on the former. She sways slightly on her feet which are farther apart than necessary.

“If I catch you playing with your pussy through the front of your diaper, I will spank your bottom right here in the waiting room.”

She gulps. “I won’t touch my pussy, Papi.”

I’ve stopped breathing. Entirely. I’m not even sure when I last took a breath. Is every single Little who comes through the door going to have a story that makes me horny? And why am I aroused from listening to the banter between strangers?

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