After he had eaten he looked at me again and held up the bowl. His right eyebrow shot up. I shook my head. He shrugged and set it down. He pushed on my bottom until I was standing up. Well, maybe the sexual part could start up again. I smiled at him and he laid an arm around my shoulders as we walked out
He went to his throne room and sat again. I had to wonder how he got such strong muscles when all he did every day was to sit. He spun me unto his lap. His mood was still great, even playful. If I didn't feel so weak I would probably be hinting at going to bed with him. The first person to speak with him was an older man. I hadn't seen any older people here at all. He was the first. I guessed he was twice as old as I was.
They talked to each other and smiled. Aide looked at me with so much love that I blushed and smiled back at him. The older man looked thrilled. They talked for a while. Usually the others talked and he listened before he made a decision. But this was friendly chit chat. The man bowed and left. Everything was normal after he left. The peasants were still amongst themselves. I smiled and tried to guess what was wrong. The ship was huge and I had never seen him finished with the people lined up. Those who didn't get a turn came back the next day.
He went about his work while I let my mind wonder. The other woman had also said that she went to work with her man. Did they take us with because they feared that we would run away or because it hurt them to be away from us too? I liked that thought.
A man came in. It was the man I had seen the first day at the lab. The one who had been so fascinated with my gum. Which wasn't in my stuff anymore. He either realized that it was rubbish or he kept it as a souvenir.
He was carrying a box with him. He butted in front of the people's whose turn it was. He babbled a bit as he grinned. Aide looked excited too.
He opened his box and showed Aide something. Aide jumped up and set me to the side. The doctor came in, smiling too. Aide sat down and the doctor stepped forward he took one of the bug looking things out of the box. He put it into a gun like thing.
They were all smiling as the doctor held the gun thing to Aide's ear. Aide jumped up and covered his ear. The doctor took the gun away but the bug thing was still in his ear, his ear not his earlobe. The hard part on top. Aide was obviously in pain. He paced up and down, shaking his head. Aide wrapped his arm around me and sat me down on his throne. They wanted me to go next.
“No, please don't. I'll be good. I'll eat lunch. As much as you want but, please, don't.” I raised my hands up to stop them. The doctor was coming closer to me with his bug gun. I was bawling and begging them to stop.
Aide removed his hand from his ear.
The doctor was trying to get at my ear but I was too wild.
“Please, don't. Aide, please stop him.” I covered up my ears with my hands, begging with my eyes so he would understand me.
He reached out and stopped the doctor. The doctor looked a little mad. I noticed that he had one too. Who would want something in their ear that looked like a bug?
The men argued but Aide remained firm. Once the men had left, Aide picked me up and sat down on his throne again. I snuggled in close to him, still shaking. “Thank you,” I whispered.
He held me tighter to him. Slowly I stopped shaking but I still held onto him tightly. I hoped I hadn't embarrassed him overly much. “I'm sorry, I embarrassed you.”
He looked at me and nodded before he pulled me in close to him. I laid my head down on his chest.
When it was time for lunch. Aide gave me an odd look and held his hand out again. I took his hand and followed him slowly to lunch. We walked in and most of the others were already there. Aide keep his eye on me like he expected something. He was probably worried that I would pass out or something. It had been a while since I had eaten anything.
Aide sat and reached for my goblet I shook my head. He looked surprised. He spoke aloud to the other men. They all seemed thrilled at his announcement. He looked at me again, his eyes were narrowing in on me. He picked up a bowl and held it to me. I shook my head. His was on his feet in seconds. He pulled me out of the room. He wasn't gentle anymore. I had a feeling like he had understood me before. Was he taking me to the doctor's again. To get one of those bug things?
He wasn't, he took me back to our room. He made the door close and laid into me with words, scolding, yelling and waving his finger in front of me. I knew what he was saying. He was mad because I refused to eat.
“I know your mad but you don't understand what is going on. Every time I eat I get sick. I'm finally feeling a little better and am so hungry but I just can't eat. Either I can't tolerate your kind of food or someone is poisoning me. I don't want to be sick anymore.” My hands flew to my face and I sobbed.
He was silent as he tried to pull my hands away from my face. He was so strong that I didn't have a chance. I squinted my eyes shut in a last ditch effort to avoid him. I felt him stroking my cheek. I peeked to see how mad he was. Between us, I was long overdue for a spanking. I had it coming but maybe for different reasons than he thought.
He was laughing at me. He thought I was being funny. I looked at him confused. What had I done that he thought was so funny. He was hurting my feelings. I hung my head and cried. He picked me up and brought me to bed, lying me down on my back. He was still talking to me but he wasn't scolding anymore. I was avoiding his eye. He rolled me to the side and opened my skirt up in the back. He lowered the skirt a little and started kissing my stomach.
He was acting very odd. Normally he opened my bodice first when he wanted to, you know. He met my eyes. He was playful enough but he usually started in a little differently. I laid my arms around his neck. He looked in my eyes for a while. His fingertips gently started opening my bodice. He was still laughing to himself.
“I wish I could understand you. Then I could know what I'm doing wrong.”
He stopped undressing me and looked at me. I faked a smile and wondered what was going through his head.
He kissed me very passionately. He had my complete attention. I pulled him closer to me. It was all the invitation he needed. He removed my clothes very quickly. He was out of his in a flash too. He kissed me all over but especially on my stomach. This was new.
No, it wasn't he had been rubbing my stomach and resting his hand on it the whole time I had had a stomachache.
“My stomachache is better now. You don't have to worry about it.”
That had him laughing again. What was I saying that he thought was so funny? I looked away from him again. I was just being over sensitive again. He wasn't laughing at me probably a word that sounded especially funny to him. I was trying so hard not to cry that I didn't notice that he had moved away from me. This was all too much for me.
“I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm crying again. I'm so sorry. You will want another woman now, won't you? I understand. I would be getting on my nerves too. I'm sorry. I won't put up a fight when you put me to the side. I love you and I want what is best for you. I guess, I'm just not it.” I sat up on the bed and wiped my tears away. I reached behind me and grabbed my clothes. He stopped my hand.
He walked around the bed and I tried to pretend like I wasn't crying. I even faked a smile for him. “Melsa, . . .”
I hadn't fooled him. He looked very worried. I still avoided looking in his eye.
“Melsa,” he said loudly.
I looked at him. He smiled at me as I did. He pointed at me and said my name again. Then he pointed at my stomach. Then he laid his arms together and rocked them back and forth. Then he pointed at my stomach again. He looked in my eyes while the wheels turned in my head.
“Are you saying . . .? That . . .? A baby? And you are happy about this?”
He went back to kissing my stomach. That looked like he was happy with everything.
“A baby? What does that mean? On earth it would mean a bigger car and buying lots of baby stuff, a car seat, diapers. But here. Things are so different here. What would a normal day with a baby look like here? I have
n't even seen a child here, much less a baby. What if the baby is big like you? Can I even give birth to it? What if I die giving birth? Is that the reason why I am here? To make children? As soon as I do, you won't need me anymore? Do your kind even love their children or have they all been sent off somewhere? Do I get to keep it or are you going to take it away from me? Oh, that would break my heart. I think I already love it.” I was hysterical and crying uncontrollably.
“Melsa, shh . . ,” He kissed my stomach again and then looked at me.
“Wait,” I called out making him jump a little. “There must be some mistake. I'm not pregnant. Well, at least not that pregnant. I've been here for what, eight days now. No one would get morning sickness that fast. I just had a bit of a scare there; but the problem is you think I'm pregnant.
“Do things go that fast on your home planet? Yeah, they probably do. But on earth it takes a whole nine months for a baby to develop inside its mother's womb. Morning sickness would first start a month later. It's just too soon. A pity too, I was starting to like the idea. We could have each taught the baby our own languages and then it could have told us what the other one was saying. That would have been nice.” I sighed. I now had the big task of explaining to him that I wasn't expecting and that I was most likely being poisoned.
I laid my hands on my stomach. “No baby.” My face automatically frowned as I said the words. I shook my head. “You are disappointed, aren't you?”
He just looked so shocked. He kissed my stomach again.
I rubbed my hand over my stomach. It was full and round. My eyes widened. I looked to him to explain what was going on once again. “Why is my stomach so big?”
He smiled at me and made the rocking motion with arms. I stared at him in wonder. I was the only one who got to see him this way. This was just for me. He was smiling, rocking his arms and kissing my tummy.
“Are you sure?” I looked from him to my stomach and back again. I smiled at him in wonder. He had done this to me. He had slept with me and gotten pregnant. He loved me enough to give me a child. And I wanted it with all my heart. “Our baby, a baby just for us?”
“Melsa,” he pointed to me and then to himself, “Aideyoung.” And then he smiled and rocked his arms again.
“But the baby is growing so fast, is it healthy? Does the doctor know? Is everything okay?” I grabbed onto his shoulders and looked in his eyes. “You can't understand me anyway.” I let go. “Which is probably good because you would have had to listen to a lot of babbling. It is better to leave you thinking that I might have said something intelligent.” I looked back at him and he looked like he was hiding a smile.
“A baby, that explains a lot. It also means that I can eat again and that I'm not dying. I will surprise you with my appetite at supper. I think I'm starving.”
He said something to the intercom and smiled at me. He was all smiles today. “You are clearly happy about this, right? I wonder if this means you will keep me?” I pondered. He threw his arms around me and held me tight.
There was a knock on the door. He jumped up and went to the door naked. Our servant woman came in with a tablet full of food. She didn't even look at his nakedness. He must come from a planet that was a lot more liberal about things like that.
What was I saying? We had sex on the dining room table for all to see twice. Yeah, his planet was a lot more liberal than mine.
After she left he brought the tablet of food over to me. He grabbed a bowl and started feeding me right away. I was so hungry that I ate a lot and quickly too. He still had a playful look in his eyes. He took some of the pudding and circled my nipples with it. The pudding was cold and it made my nipples stand out.
He looked at his handiwork for a moment and lowered his head to my breast. The sensation of him suckling there, like our baby soon would, made my breath catch. My hand went to his head and caressed him lovingly.
I felt a need to cradle him in my arms.
Before I thought about it I slipped my finger into the pudding and rubbed it on his lips. I leaned in to kiss it off. He was so still that I remembered that I wasn't allowed to do that.
“I'm sorry. I forgot.” My hand flew to my mouth, shocked at what I had done. “Please, don't hit me.”
He grabbed me by both of my wrists. He looked at the food and then at my fingers and shook his head.
“I wish you would explain why not? Do I have to starve if you ever get sick?”
He was laughing at something. I looked at myself wherever I could see and the only odd thing I saw was my stomach. I looked at it even closer. It was bigger than what it had been a few minutes ago.
“Did my stomach just grow?” I was ignoring his scolding and he didn't like that but my stomach was just so much more interesting.
I twisted my hand and laid his hands on my tummy. It felt like the baby was moving. I looked at him surprised.
“Is our baby moving already?”
He nodded.
That threw me off for a second but then I realized, what else would someone say in that moment.
I slowly moved my hands to my tummy too. “May I?”
He slowly moved his hands away. I laid my hands down. I felt a kick. “The baby wants to play with us.” I grabbed one of his hands back to my stomach. We each had one on my tummy. The baby kicked us again and again. I had a picture in my head like the baby liked this game. I smiled at Aide even though I was crying.
“What a beautiful moment. I hope, I will never forget it.”
Aide nodded He looked like he understood me.
“I love you. I'm sorry I didn't believe you about the baby. It's just that human babies grow a lot slower. I wish you could tell me when the baby is due.”
“Melsa . . .” He looked me deeply in the eyes. I could tell he had been moved by the baby's first kicks.
He kissed me and moved on top of me. He was very careful of my stomach as he entered me. He gently made love to me.
I laid my arms lovingly on his shoulders. “You're right, the baby should feel that Mommy and Daddy love each other.”
He stopped at looked at me again. I'd never get used to him staring in my eyes like that. He gave me the impression like he understood me. He probably did. I too could read things out of his eyes, too.
Day 9
“I must have eaten too much last night again. I'm sorry.” I looked at Aide who was sitting behind me on the bathroom floor. “The baby is just growing so fast that my body just can't keep up.” I was sobbing as I do when I throw up. My parents used to roll their eyes at that but Aide looked like his heart was breaking.
He helped me up and walked me over to the sink. He left his arm around me or I would have surely fallen to the floor again.
“I'm so sorry that I'm being so disgusting. I'm not doing it on purpose. I'm sorry.”
He walked me back to bed and moved in close again. I grabbed his hand and held it for a while. He was laying so still so he wouldn't upset my stomach again.
“Aide?”
He looked down into my eyes. “You need to go and eat breakfast. The others can't start until you get there. And besides that, you need to keep up your strength so you can carry me back and forth to the bathroom.”
He was laughing at me. His whole body was shaking from it.
“Aide, stop. Please stop.” My hand moved up to my mouth. “Bathroom, now please.”
He lifted me up and had me in the bathroom in the wink of an eye. The whole throwing up and apologizing thing started all over again. He spoke with the intercom again. He brought me back to bed and I fell asleep on his chest.
I woke up alone. I was lonely and I didn't want to be. I wanted Aide. I was sobbing and calling out his name. I laid my head on my knees and cried my heart out.
I felt arms being wrapped around me. It was Aide. “You came. I was so alone. Please take me with you when you leave. I just can't be without you.”
He grabbed my clothes and tried to put them on me but they didn't fit anymore. My brea
sts had gotten too big and my stomach too. That brought on more tears. I sobbed on my knees again. “I've gotten so ugly and big.”
Aide picked me up and stood me on my feet. He grabbed me around my waist again. His hand came down on my backside eleven times. I had already been in tears before he had started but I was bawling by the times he finished.
He sat down on the bed and pulled my on his lap. I started right in apologizing again. I was a wreck. I knew I was acting bizarrely but I just couldn't stop.
Our servant came in and laid new clothes down on the bed. He picked up the new bodice and carefully dressed me in it. It was a little big. “You wanted it big so it will fit tomorrow too, right?”
He gave me a look that said, I warning you. I shut my mouth and stopped complaining. I sniffled as I sat on his lap. He had me stand up and helped me step into my new skirt.
It looked like a tent. I laid my hands on my stomach. I was obviously pregnant. The bump that was my tummy was bigger than yesterday. I laid my hands on it.
“I'm so sorry. I don't know why I am acting this way.” He was closing up my skirt from behind. I looked behind me. He concentrated on the laces. When he was finished he stood up and pulled me along with him out the door.
Aide went back to his court. I sat on his lap. The whole room seemed to be focused on my tummy. Aide was grinning from ear to ear. He probably felt very manly and potent. He had gotten me pregnant.
I leaned into his chest and took a nap.
When I woke up we were still in the throne room. Our servant gave Aide a bowl of my favorite pudding. My stomach was rumbling. Aide was watching me, as was everyone else. He dipped his finger in the pudding and started to feed me. I was starving. I licked his finger clean and waited for more. He was quick to give me more. I noticed that the whole court was waiting for me to be fed so it could continue. They didn't seem to mind. They were watching me like my older brother watch sports on TV. They weren't blinking either.
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