🥀Chapter 7🥀

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Diana POV.

When I walked into my next class I knew I wasn't in the right headspace for it. There were floggers, whips, nipple clamps, and paddles on each desk. I was scared. When the teacher saw me she ordered me to have a seat but I was terrified and shook my head. She came over to me, standing tall, and reeking of dominance. "I said have a seat." She scared me. Like really scared me so I began to cry and shook my head. One of the students came over and picked me up, rocking, and shushing me. Soon I calmed down with my head now on her shoulder. She had beautiful split dyed hair, one side was a pretty minty-tealish color while the other was a beautiful lavender. She had pretty forest green eyes, she wasn't wearing a uniform like most of the other students meaning she was either a really important person the teachers didn't want to challenge or she was a teacher's aide but I don't see a badge on her with her name so I'm going with the first option.

Once I tuned back to reality I noticed she was scolding the teacher about my mixed classification. Definitely an important person if she isn't getting any repercussions for this. When she noticed I was looking at her and the teacher she started cooing at me making me giggle. "Now little one do you think you can be big for me while you're in this class?" She spoke in a soft voice. Oh shit we are in class! I quickly start looking around at all the attention I've attracted and feel myself starting to get teary eyed again. The girl was quick to calm me down while everyone looked at me in either envy, disgust, or absolute infatuation. I hid my head in the girl's shoulder and earned a few Awhs from around the class.

I eventually agreed to go and sit with the girl who held me and about half way through the class I got pulled out of little space and learned the girl's name was Shayleen. I also learned she was a 3rd year and she had a 1st year sister named Mila who was also a little. She told me a lot about herself and I told her a lot about myself and how my day was going. When I told her about what happened in my little class she sighed and apologized to me. Apparently her sister was the girl who asked if my boobs were real. "My kind can be brutally honest and will more often then not ask questions or say something that sounds rude to others."

"Oh, are you an elf? Angle? Fairy? Vampire?Mermaid? Pixie?" I started questioning her and she giggled.

"We aren't supposed to reveal our creature identity, remember?"

"Oh, right, I'm sorry"

"It's fine, though I'm pretty sure I can make an educated guess on what you are." She smiled sweetly

"Oops, did I really say that much??" I blushed out of embarrassment. And she giggled again. Soon the bell rang and we walked to lunch together. When we got there she took me to get food then we went and sat with her friends, her sister, and Emily. I sat between Emily and Shayleen, Mila sat on the other side of Shay and waved to me.

"So Diana, right? You know you never did tell me if your boobs are fake" I coughed a little choking on my juice and Shay looked at Mila giving her a silent warning. Mila looked down and apologized. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask a personal question.."

"Um..uhh i-it's fine.." I say awkwardly before sighing "but I get that question a lot and that answer is they're real.." I saw her face light up when I answered her question but her confusion quickly came back and she looked at her own chest before looking back at mine.

"You sure? I mean you're a 1st year like me, right? So how can they be THAT big?"

"My chest isn't that big, or well not yet at least.."

"You're kidding me, right?" She asked in unamusement and I just shook my head.

After a while she stopped asking questions and I met everyone at the table. I was talking to Emily when something or rather someone caught my eye. I stared at the guy eating at a table alone while looking down. I guess he felt me staring because he looked up and saw me staring. I quickly turned my head with a blush across my face.

He got up and I watched him walk out of the cafeteria so I excused myself from the table and walked out of the cafeteria to follow him. I ran after him but once I got the empty hallway he wasn't there.


..Why....




...What is this feeling?....







....abandonment?...








.....Curiosity?...






......no....






.......yearning...

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