Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Papi cups my head and strokes my temple with his thumb as he leans forward and kisses me gently. “Deep breaths, Baby girl. You’re okay.”
“Do the other one, Papi,” I blurt out.
His hand slides to my needy breast. He pinches the greedy tip. “You want Papi to pierce this little titty too, Baby girl?”
I nod and lick my lips. “Please, Papi. I need it.”
He kisses me again before lowering his lips to my nipple, suckling it far too long before pushing his quill into the swollen bud. He lingers. I feel his serum releasing into me. The burn is so delicious.
I have so many feelings swirling around inside me. I can’t describe the euphoria. I’m floating. I’m also trembling on the edge of an explosive release.
Papi’s eyes come back to mine. “Can you relax your bottom now so the doctor can put the medicine inside you, Baby girl?”
I nod. My cheeks are so hot. I’m hiding nothing from Papi or Dankin. I surprise myself when I speak. “Please push the medicine into my naughty bottom,” I say without taking my gaze off Papi’s.
Dankin holds my thigh steady while he eases his huge finger up inside me, pushing the large suppository as deep as possible.
I arch my chest the scant inch I’m able to move, my head tipping back as my vision swims.
The moment Papi slides his fingers to my clit, I detonate. My bottom clasps down on Dankin’s finger with my release as both my bottom and my pussy pulse.
When the waves of my orgasm finally subside, Dankin removes his finger from my naughty hole, and Papi lifts his away from my still-throbbing clit.
I’m so spent I can’t do anything but lie on the exam table like silly putty while Papi replaces my diaper and removes all the restraints. And then I’m in his arms, cradled against his chest. He snuggles Pokey in my arms and pops a pacifier in my mouth.
I’m still breathing heavily, and I close my eyes and tune out the world around me as I focus on nothing but how good it feels to be in his arms and how drastically different my life has become in a few short hours.
I know we’ve moved to another room when the door shuts, leaving us in silence. And I’m relieved as Papi sits and starts rocking me. My eyes pop open though when he tugs the pacifier free.
“You need a bottle, Baby girl. Then you can have the paci back.” He taps my lips with the nipple of a large bottle of formula. It looks like far too much for me to be able to swallow, but I suspect he won’t give me an option, and I start suckling.
It’s so good. It’s hard to resist sucking ferociously because I’m famished, and it tastes so delicious. I don’t have any idea what it is. There’s the faintest hint of vanilla, but other than that the flavors are foreign to me.
“That’s my good girl,” Papi praises as he rocks and feeds me.
By the time I’m finished, I’m more aware of my bowels than I’ve ever been in my life. I need to go number two, and I squirm. It’s too humiliating. I don’t want to use a diaper. I can handle peeing in one, but pooping is another story.
Papi lets me have my pacifier back as he continues to hold me tight, not letting me wiggle out of his grip. He pats my bottom. “Don’t fight it, Baby girl. Everyone has to empty their bowels. It’s part of life. You need to learn to submit to me in every way. I will always take care of you. It will get easier over time. I promise. Just know that when you let Papi care for you, it warms my soul. You are my life. I want nothing more than to take care of even your most intimate needs.”
It’s not as though I can prevent it from happening. After all, Dankin put a powerful suppository inside me. I’m not going to be able to hold back much longer. All I can do is squeeze my eyes closed, suck hard on the pacifier, and let nature take its course.
I try to block everything out as Papi changes me, and I’m too exhausted to keep my eyes open when he lowers me onto a soft mattress. I open my eyes just enough to notice I’m in a crib. Four slatted sides surround me, making me slide into the Littlest space I’ve ever been in.
I feel warm and loved with Pokey tucked into my arm as Papi settles a soft blanket over me. It’s the first time he’s covered me since he first removed my dress.
I sigh contentedly. My last thought before falling asleep is of Ava. I wonder where she is and what she’s doing. I hope she really is coming to Eleadia with me. It will make my transition so much easier. But what about her? This is not the kind of life she’s ever lived. Ava is not Little. She’s not even submissive. She must be furious, scared, and throwing a fit right about now.