Page 11 of Vabar

He lowers his nose to my forehead and inhales deeply. “She really does smell divine.”

Yamal points toward the table. “Diaper her before you have a mess on your hands. Humans are perfectly capable of controlling their bladders and their bowels, but not after a suppository like I just gave her.”

Vabar gently lowers me to the exam table before reattaching my wrists above my head.

I’m frustrated. Why does he keep doing that? This position is almost worse than being on my hands and knees. My chest is completely on display, and the sensation of exposure doubles when Vabar rounds to the end of the table and parts my thighs.

He pushes my knees so high toward my chest that my bottom lifts off the table. That’s when Yamal slides a diaper under me.

I don’t like this new arrangement. I hope it’s not going to be a habit.

Vabar stares at my private parts. My pussy, he called it. My cunt. That word sounded more crude.

I squirm.

He grips my inner thighs and forces me to remain still. “Every bit of her is daintier than our females,” he comments absently.

“Yes.”

“Is it true that humans can’t reproduce on their own?”

I’m confused by his question.

Yaman shakes his head again. “No. They haven’t evolved to that extent. When Earth existed, humans primarily procreated through intercourse. They could also use artificial insemination. That had been the plan for these females when they left Earth, bound for the space station, but the semen samples were destroyed several years ago. These females have no hope of continuing their species.”

Vabar fastens the diaper around me and pats my pussy over the thick padding.

When I try to draw my legs together, he swats my inner thighs, silently reprimanding me without a glance in my direction.

“And you’re certain she can’t be impregnated by me?”

“Not possible. You’re not compatible.”

I freeze. Impregnated? That would mean Vabar is planning to… I swallow hard around the bit. The thought of him putting his erection inside me makes me panic. He’s so huge. Surely his, his…penis is also massive. I’m far too small for him to do something like that. He’s pointed out my diminutive size more than once. He’s a giant compared to me. When he held me in his arms, I felt so very small.

Vabar palms my thighs again, stroking my sensitive skin with his thumbs. “Her vagina must be extremely tight, especially if nothing has ever been inside it. How old is she?”

“Twenty-one,” Yamal answers.

“And none of these females were even taught to masturbate?” He frowns as he stares at me. He’s talking to Yamal but looking at me. He’s oddly sad for me.

I think the word masturbate means to touch myself. It fits the context. I’ve never considered touching my private parts before. Right now, I wish my hands were free so I could. I’m wound up like a giant knot that needs release. Frustrated that he stopped touching my pussy.

“Apparently not. I think they were rather prudish.”

Vabar smirks. “Well, that’s about to change.”

Yamal laughs. “Definitely. I’m going to go. Call if you have any concerns. These Little humans have a tendency to get into trouble. They’re accident-prone. I don’t know how they managed to stay alive as long as they did on that space station with no one to look after them. It’s best if you keep her on all fours as much as possible, and I suggest a short leash and some firm rules to keep her out of trouble. And, Vabar…”

Vabar turns to look at the doctor, who’s leaving the exam room. “Yeah?”

“Enforce the rules. Don’t let her run over you.”

“Will do.”

The door opens and closes, leaving me alone with the man who purchased me. I’m in a strange new world. Everything is upside down.

And I need to empty my bowels badly. I have no choice. Like the doctor said, I can’t stop it from happening. Whatever medicine he gave me is forcing me to poop myself.