A ping alerts me that someone is about to step off the elevator. I curl up in Papi’s lap and bury my face. I’m naked.
Papi’s large hand is wrapped around me, but my butt cheeks are exposed.
“Hey, I just came to see if you need any help getting to the pod. It’s on the roof ready for you.” I don’t recognize the voice.
“Yep. Give us about five minutes.” Papi leans me away from him and turns me so that I’m facing the stranger. “Janie, this is Riand. He’s going to take us in a small pod to the mothership where we’ll board the transport vessel.”
I’m trembling as I sit naked on Papi’s lap. Riand doesn’t seem the least bit fazed. It must not be unusual for him to see naked human women. “Nice to meet you,” I murmur because it feels like Papi is waiting for me to be polite.
“Nice to meet you too, Little one. I’ll meet you on the roof.” He turns toward the elevator and disappears.
“I’m naked,” I mutter as the doors close.
Papi stands, holding me in his arms. “I know that’s odd for humans, but it’s not where we come from, Baby girl. Most of the time, you’ll be diapered, but sometimes people will see you naked.” He lays me on the bed and pulls a diaper under me. “As soon as we arrive, I will order some amethysts to adorn your nipples. They won’t be small. They’re meant to draw attention. They’ll be a symbol of our union in addition to constantly reminding you of that union.”
I lift my hands and nearly cover my titties before remembering that would be a mistake. I’m not particularly worried about getting them pierced. After all, Papi just pricked them several times. But the thought of something dangling from my titties and drawing the attention of everyone we meet is nerve-wracking.
Papi kisses me, lingering long enough to make me moan when he strokes my tongue with his. “I’m going to carry you to the pod and then onto the mothership where we’ll board the transport vessel. Would you like me to put you to sleep now so you won’t have to stress any longer?”
I consider his suggestion. On the one hand, I’m curious about the mothership and what it looks like. On the other hand, it will be impossible to focus and keep from fretting while wearing nothing but a diaper.
I’m exhausted and scared and nervous. “Put me to sleep, Papi.”
“Okay, Baby girl. I’ll see you in six months.” He nuzzles my neck, and I gasp when his quill punctures my skin a bit deeper than usual. Seconds later, I fall asleep.
ChapterNine
Janie
Thabo was right. When I wake up, it feels like it’s the next morning. It’s jarring because I know it’s been six months. I’m groggy, and I can’t control any muscle in my body except seemingly my mouth. I’m sucking a pacifier.
My heart races as Thabo cradles me in his arms. He’s careful to keep my head and neck supported as he walks. Wally is tucked in against my chest. “Hey, Baby girl. I missed those pretty green eyes.” He beams at me as he strokes my hair, my cheeks, and my arms as if he’s verifying I’m truly here.
All I can do is stare at him. I can’t lift my hand to pull the pacifier out, and even if I could, he told me I wouldn’t be able to speak for a few days.
I’m frightened. I can’t see around me very much because I have no control over my neck, and Papi has me facing him. I can tell the world looks clearer and more colorful than anything I’ve ever seen.
I must have slept through our arrival and our transportation to Papi’s home because suddenly, we’re entering a building, and I can see it’s a home. I’m actually surprised it has many of the same characteristics of a home on Earth.
Papi turns me so I can see around better. “Welcome home, Janie.” His voice is reverent. He’s shaking a bit. I think he’s nervous and excited to finally have me home. I am too.
I look around. The main difference between his home and any home on Earth is the size of the furniture. It’s much larger. Not surprising. There’s an enormous white sectional in the living room arranged so that the focal point is a large-screen television. At least I think it’s a TV. It’s see-through. More like where a hologram or something might be projected. If that’s even a thing. I have no idea.
The floor is some kind of wood, but there’s a large plush oval rug in the middle of the room. I can see straight through to the kitchen area. It’s incredibly modern. Shiny appliances sort of like stainless steel. The counter is so high I would never be able to reach it, and from what Papi has told me, I won’t be permitted to anyway.
There’s a sink, but a few feet away, down the counter, is a large oval basin identical to the one Papi used to bathe me in his apartment on Earth. All of the appliances are different but mostly identifiable.
Papi points out everything as he slowly walks through the great room. I breathe heavier when he points out the playpen and the highchair. My reality is sinking in fast. The playpen is in the middle of the space between the kitchen area and the living room. It’s huge. It’s also padded on the bottom and the sides. And, it’s filled with toys, most of which I’ve never seen before.
Papi turns toward the hallway. He points out a few rooms as we go. A home office. A guest room. The master bedroom. My eyes widen when I see the bed. It’s bigger even than the enormous one he had in his suite above the club. Much too high off the floor for me to climb onto.
There are two closed doors inside the bedroom. Papi heads toward one of them and opens it to reveal a room that takes my breath away and makes me stop suckling.
It’s an adult-sized nursery like the ones I’ve read about in books. Fictitious locations for age-play romance novels. Not the sort of room that would exist in reality. At least I never thought so.
Papi is obviously fond of white because like most of the other furniture I’ve seen, the crib, changing table, shelves, and toy box are all white. The bedding and pillows and curtains on the window are a rainbow of colors, except it’s obvious the rainbow on Eleadia has far more colors. I can’t believe what I’m seeing. There must be dozens of colors my brain has never registered before.
This furniture isn’t just adult-sized, it’s also taller and bigger than something that would accommodate a human adult who enjoys regression. If I tried to climb out of the crib, I would fall and get hurt. Same with the changing table. It’s so high off the ground I’m going to be nervous on top of it.