Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Time will tell.
Chapter Fifteen
Allisa
I’m nervous as Papi walks away. He’s only a few yards across the room, but now I have no choice but to engage in conversation with Sophie. She seems super nice, though, so I need to make an effort.
I say the first thing that comes to mind. “Are those diamonds?”
Sophie glances down at her nipples, which I realize I’m staring at. “Yes. Papi picked them out. I think he did a great job.”
“They’re very pretty. My Papi said you help choose the stones for a lot of Littles.”
She nods. “I have really good vision and an eye for pretty gems. Do you want to see the ones your Papi asked for?”
“Yes, please.” Papi didn’t tell me anything about them.
Sophie turns around on her knees and picks up a tray. I’ve been so preoccupied that I didn’t even notice the low table or the items on top of it.
When she turns around and holds the tray out in front of me, I gasp. The gems are bright red and gigantic. “They’re so big.” I haven’t paid close attention to the shiny gems on any woman other than Sophie since I arrived. The only time I’ve even been around other humans has been at the clinic, and I’ve kept to myself in the waiting room, eyes closed, pacifier in my mouth.
Sophie is the first person I’ve been this close to, and now I realize that her diamonds are bigger than I expected also.
She giggles. “Most women think they seem large when they first see them. Trust me, everyone’s are about the same. Eleadian men are evil creatures who like to do everything they can to keep us titillated.”
I can’t help but smile. Sophie is funny. “Don’t they hurt?”
She shakes her head, her pigtails flying. “Nope. They’re just heavy enough to constantly remind you that something is tugging on your nipples. And Papis are very strict about not touching them.” She leans closer. “Do not try it.”
I can’t help but laugh. “I’ll do my best.” It’s hard for me to avoid touching my nearly constantly swollen buds already. I can’t imagine how much harder it will be with a hoop running through them. “It’s such a strange custom.”
“Yeah, but you’ll get used to it. I tend to forget people on Earth don’t go around with their chests exposed and gemstones hanging from their tits.”
“What are these called?” I ask, pointing toward the tray.
“Cryptolite.”
I giggle. “Did you say kryptonite? Isn’t that green?”
Sophie shakes with laughter. “Not the Superman stones. Cryptolite.”
I can’t stop chuckling as I reach out to touch them. “Eleadians probably don’t even know what kryptonite is.”
“Probably,” Sophie agrees. “I think kryptonite comes in other colors besides green, but in any case, I assure you these stones do not have any weird powers. They’re just pretty.” She holds the tray out closer. “You can pick them up.”
“I wouldn’t want to drop one.”
“Trust me. You should hold them, weigh them in your hands, examine them closer. Heaven knows you for sure won’t get to touch them or see them up closer again after they’re attached to you.”
I reach out and pick one up. “Sheesh. It’s heavier than I expected. What keeps everyone’s nipples from dragging down to their waist?” I joke.
“They just seem heavy. They aren’t really that bad. I don’t notice mine most of the time. I’ve gotten used to the weight of them.”
I glance down at my chest and then back at Sophie. “Can I ask you something?” I whisper.
“Anything.” She leans in closer.
“I guess you’ve seen nearly every breast of every woman in the area. Are any as small as mine?”
She smiles warmly. “Women here come in all sizes. I promise. Besides, I’m sure your Papi has told you that no one judges anyone. We’re all equal. No matter what color or size we are. When Crogor says that, he’s not just blowing hot air up your…butt. It’s true.”
I’m somewhat mollified by her words. She wouldn’t lie to me. There’s no reason to. I’ll find out if what she says is true soon enough when I get to the park.
Sophie continues, “I was undernourished when Papi claimed me, so my boobs were really small. They’ve filled out some, but they’ll never be huge. No one cares.”
I smile at her. “Thank you. That makes me feel better.”
“Can I ask you something?” Sophie inquires.
“Of course.”
“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but why is your Papi making such a fuss about you falling over? You were sitting just fine before he put the pillow around you.”
I blush, unable to think of a single reason not to just tell her. This is big for me, though. I’m living in the strangest world I never dreamed existed. Leave it to me to find myself deviating from the norm so that I’m even weirder.