Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“But I get to decide?”
“Yes, Baby girl. When you’re ready.” One of our many hurdles has been checked off the list.
Chapter Eight
Tekfan
Dankin moves to the end of the table. “Can you bend your knees and open them wide for me, Little one?”
Janelle bites her lip as she obeys the doctor.
I know this practice of being completely naked and exposed to medical personnel is not common on Earth. It takes Little girls some time to get used to being bared to other people. Janelle is doing well so far.
Dankin removes her diaper before palpating around her belly from the foot of the table. “Her bladder is mostly empty. I assume she’s wet herself a few times?”
“Yes. She’s had two bottles. She’s wet herself twice also. She fainted when I first approached her. I think she was overstimulated and having a panic attack from the crowd in the club.”
Dankin nods, his brow furrowed. “Does that happen often, Little one?”
She licks her pretty lips. “Sometimes. I get overwhelmed when there’s so many people.”
She and I have not discussed this. I’m as curious as Dankin now.
“Crowds can be daunting, can’t they, Little one?” he asks her, soothing her.
“Yes, Sir.”
I’m proud of her for remembering to be polite.
“How often do you have panic attacks, Janelle?” he asks.
“It’s been a long time. I… I’ve been living on the streets for a while. I don’t really know a lot of people. Sometimes I stay at a shelter for the night, but I don’t like to go when they are really crowded. It’s noisy at night, and I can’t sleep as well as I can on the street.”
It hurts my heart that she was homeless. I can’t go back and change it for her. All I can do is make sure she always feels safe and loved going forward.
Dankin pats her inner thighs where he’s been holding her legs steady. “You won’t encounter stressful crowds like that on Eleadia. You’ll spend a lot of time alone with your Papi. Sometimes you might like to go to the park and play with other Little girls, but usually the crowds are not large.”
Dankin looks toward me. “When you get home, let the doctors know about her anxiety so they’re aware, but mostly likely once she’s settled and realizes no one is a threat to her, she will stop having panic attacks. If she can’t tolerate the uncertainty of lots of Little girls at the park, then go at times when fewer people are there or arrange playdates with one or two other Little girls.”
I nod. I’m grateful he has ideas. He’s thinking ahead of me.
Dankin shifts his attention to Janelle’s pussy. He slides his hands lower, keeping her legs wide while he pulls her folds open. “How many partners have you had sex with, Little one?”
She looks away. “None, Sir.”
Is she embarrassed? I knew that would be her response, but why is she flustered?
“Then I won’t worry about any sexually transmitted diseases,” he reassures her. “What about masturbating? Did you regularly rub your little pussy for pleasure?”
Her face turns dark red.
I answer for her. “Her first orgasm was earlier this evening. I gave it to her.”
“No need to be embarrassed, Little one. Many human females have not orgasmed at your age. Many never do. You’re lucky. The relationship you’ll have with Tekfan will be a bond unlike anything you’ve ever seen on Earth. Eleadians mate for life and their connection is so strong they’re drawn to each other frequently.”
She’s drawn to me as he speaks. I can smell it. She doesn’t realize that.
Dankin reaches toward the tray. “Have you ever had a catheter, Little one?”
“No, Sir. What is it?”
He holds it up. “It’s a little tube. I’m going to insert it in your urethra so I can get a urine sample. It won’t hurt a bit. It will just feel strange for a few minutes.”
Her lips tremble. “Papi…”
“You’ll be fine, Baby girl. Take some deep breaths.”
She obeys me, inhaling deeply and letting it out slowly. By the time she’s drawn in the second breath, the tube is all the way inserted, and her urine is running into a collection bag.
“I don’t like it, Papi,” she whimpers.
“I know, Little one. But the doctor needs to make sure you’re healthy.”
Dankin removes the tube and pulls the hood back from her clit. “Everything looks good. She’s responsive to stimuli.” He rubs her nub as he speaks, and her heart rate spikes. When he pinches it slightly, she moans.
Janelle is panting when he removes his hands. He holds up the probe that will need to be inserted in her next and shows it to her. “This is a tool they don’t have on Earth. Many aspects of our medical care are far more advanced than on Earth, and this is one of them. It’s a rectal probe. I’m going to insert it in your bottom. It will collect data for me.”