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I shiver. “Where do you pee?”

“We have special receptacles for men. Nothing a Little girl could use.”

“Why don’t you build them?” It seems simple to me.

“It’s more than that, Little one. Taking care of you includes all your needs. Changing your diaper keeps me apprised of any changes in your bowel movements and urination so I’ll know if something is possibly upsetting your stomach.”

“Nothing upsets my stomach. I’ll be fine.”

“You don’t know that. We have totally different foods on Eleadia. When you’re ready to start solid foods, I’ll introduce them to you one at a time to ensure you have no allergies.”

The need to pee is increasing. “Can I please use the bathroom this time, Papi?” I try to sound calm and polite, hoping he’ll make an exception.

“No, Baby girl, and if you don’t stop arguing with Papi, I will turn you over and spank your little bottom until you’re contrite.”

I clench my butt cheeks. I don’t want him to spank me. It sounds humiliating and painful, which I suppose is the point.

“Do you need Papi to swat your little bottom before you take your bottle?”

I shake my head. I’m running out of steam. I’m tired.

He lifts the bottle from the table, cradles me like a baby, and brings the nipple to my lips. “I promise you’re going to like the taste. I’ve never heard of any Little girl disliking it.” He taps my lips with the nipple. “Open up for Papi.”

I do as he says because I don’t have another argument right now. Besides, my stomach is growling. I don’t remember when I last ate.

The nipple is awkward, and it takes me a few tries to get my tongue wrapped around the tip at the right angle to suck and draw out the formula. I manage though, and soon my first sip of formula fills my mouth. It’s rich and flavorful. Delicious.

I’m surprised as I swallow and suck again. I even wrap my fingers around Papi’s pinky at the base of the bottle.

He smiles. “There’s my good girl. See? Not bad is it?”

I keep drinking because I’m hungry. When my eyes grow heavy, Papi jiggles the nipple to get me to continue. I manage, but it’s hard.

“That’s my good girl,” he praises. “I’m so glad I found you. I promise to do everything in my power to make sure you’re the happiest Little girl on Eleadia.”

I can’t even think about that yet. All my focus is on the bottle and the need to pee. I’m trying so hard not to let my bladder give out.

When the bottle is empty, Papi rocks me against him and pats my back as I grow more and more groggy. Finally, he stands and carries me into the bedroom. He eases me onto my back sideways and piles pillows along both sides of me. I’m grateful when he covers me with a soft blanket, tucking it around my shoulders and legs.

He taps my lips with the nipple again, but when I look, I see it’s not another bottle. It’s a pacifier. “It will help you relax, Baby girl.”

I don’t have the energy to argue with him, so I open my mouth to accept the babyish binky. I start sucking immediately and he’s right. It does help calm me.

I’m so tired, but I can’t relax because I still need to pee. Worse than ever.

Papi sets his palm on my tummy over my bladder and presses down.

I can’t control my bladder another second. My pee rushes out, filling the diaper.

“There’s a good girl.” He kisses my forehead. “Papi will change you, and then you can sleep. I’ll will be right here when you wake up.”

ChapterFive

Strogan

I’ve mostly paced my apartment for twelve hours. Or more specifically my bedroom. I don’t like to leave the room because I prefer to see my Little girl at all times.

I’ve run my fingers through her hair over and over. It’s splayed out around her. She purrs in her sleep when I stroke her hair. It’s the best sound in the world.

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