I watch his face. He’s so handsome. He takes my breath away. I never expected to feel this way about a man, especially not one this attractive. His green eyes take my breath away. I want to run my hands through his thick brown hair. I shudder at the thought. I’ve never touched a man’s hair.
“You’ll be asleep during the entire trip. I’ll take care of you on the ship. When we arrive, you’ll be extremely weak. It takes humans a few weeks to regain their strength.”
I nod slowly. It would make sense that my muscles would be weak after six months in stasis.
“I don’t want you to wake up frightened. You won’t even be able to speak for a few days. Your entire body will be limp like a newborn baby.”
I flinch. That seems excessive.
“I will be with you every moment, holding you, feeding you, and changing you. I don’t want you to be scared.”
“I don’t think you can keep me from being scared, Papi. That sounds very frightening.”
He smiles. “You’re right. But I didn’t want you to wake up uninformed. That would be even scarier. I’m going to put you to sleep in a minute, and it will seem like only moments later when you awaken on Eleadia. I want you to remember this last conversation and try not to be scared. Know that I will never let anything happen to you.”
“Okay, Papi.”
He kisses me again. “I’m going to miss you.”
“Why don’t you sleep like me?”
“Because my body can tolerate the trip. Yours is too fragile.”
“Is Eleadia just like Earth?”
He shakes his head. “Nope. It’s much prettier. There are far more colors than you’ve ever seen, and the air is clean and pure. We don’t pollute and mistreat our planet like humans. We don’t take it for granted. When we cut down a tree, we plant two more. We don’t use our natural resources to destroy the ozone layer. Our water is cleaner and filled with minerals that are good for the body and skin. You’re already benefitting from the effects of it now.”
I gasp. “The water in this apartment is from your planet?”
“Yep. Even the water I bathed you with. Your hair and skin will be healthier. So will your tummy.”
I giggle when he slides his hand down to my belly. It reminds me of my nudity though. “Can I have clothes now, Papi? I’m not like the other women you’ve met in the club. I’m not used to anyone seeing me naked. No one ever has.” I murmur that last part, embarrassed.
“I know it’s not the norm for humans to be so…sheltered I guess is the word. And I’m glad I’m the first man to see your precious body. But you’ll learn that we don’t have that kind of modesty on Eleadia. The weather is perfect at all times. We don’t wear shirts.”
“Ever?” I can’t wrap my head around this.
He shakes his head. “Never. Neither our men nor our Little girls wear shirts. Men wear the soft, formfitting black pants you see me in. Girls wear nothing but a diaper.”
I swallow hard. “What about women? Won’t I eventually grow up or whatever?” It sounds strange. Iamgrown up, but maybe not on his planet, especially since he’s over a hundred years old.
“We don’t have any females, Little one. There was a catastrophic event a century ago that altered our planet. We got precariously close to an enormous asteroid field. It permanently altered our way of life. Older citizens gradually died while younger citizens continued to age but only until about forty. After that, we stopped aging. Our females weren’t so lucky. They aged and left us without females. After several decades of searching, we found Earth and discovered our compatibility with your females. Not only that but when you arrive on Eleadia, you will also stop aging and be by my side for many years.”
What an amazing story. It’s hard for me to process that much information. “Will you tell me all that again when we arrive, Papi?”
He smiles. “As often as you’d like, Baby girl.” He kisses me one more time and slides off the end of the bed.
“I don’t like the diapers,” I complain as he lifts my bottom and slides a clean one under me.
He surprises me by kissing my private parts before rubbing some kind of cream all over my sensitive skin. Finally, he wraps me up in the softest material I’ve ever felt in my life. The diapers, towels, and blankets are all soft. They must be made of the same material.
“You’ll get used to them, Baby girl. The sooner you do, the easier it will be to transition. Nearly every Little girl who arrives on Eleadia wastes a few weeks arguing with her Papi about wearing a diaper. None of them win the argument. Bathrooms are not a thing. Your transition will go much smoother if you accept that Papi will be taking care ofallyour needs, including changing you when you fill your diaper.” He pats the bulky material between my legs before gently lifting me into his arms.
I squirm. “I don’t like people seeing my boobs, Papi,” I point out, covering them as I hear the elevator ping. Someone has arrived. They will see my exposed chest.
“Little girls on Eleadia are proud of their pretty breasts, Baby girl. Eventually you will learn to show them off instead of covering them. I promise.”
That seems ludicrous. I don’t believe him, and I cover my boobs with both hands as he carries me to the living room.