Octavia is bold and italics when talking
Makeup artist is bold when talking
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Octavia's POV
I can't believe my mom sold me to an auction. I know what I like is different but really?! You sell your own daughter because of it? Now I'm in this room with a bunch of other "little's" with only my favorite stuffie and paci. Some lady comes in and takes girls one by one back to a room. Each girl comes out with make up and lingerie looking like slut bags. Finally the lady comes up to me.
"Lets go get you ready little one." I don't even question why I have to get ready because part of me already knew it was for the auction. I get up and follow her into the room. A bunch of makeup and lingerie fills the room but what catches my attention is the small rack of dresses in the corner. There's a baby pink and blue dress that looks so puffy and baby like. "Do you want to wear that dress cutie pie?" I nod my head yes secretly excited. She gets it for me and hangs it up for later. "Lets get your makeup ready."
"Am I going to look like those other girls?" She looks and me and laughs. "No doll those girls wanted to look like that. If you ask me they all look like whores who just want a rich owner to cheat on." Hehe I like her! She's sassy just like me. "Why do they dress like that? I'm a little and the only time I dress like that is...well never. Maybe their not in little space?"
"Those girls out there aren't real little's like you. They just want to be rich and spoiled. Sadly most of the guys are fake daddy's too. Whoever buys you means you're theirs unless they get in trouble and get their dom license taken away. I hope you get a good one. Now sit I need to get you ready." I sit down feeling scared.
What if I get a fake daddy? Oh god they will just use me for sex. No I want a daddy that will love me and take care of me. She straightens my hair and adds some foundation on my face and some blush. My makeup looks simple and natural, not like the other girls who look like clowns. I slip my dress on and look in the mirror. Wow I feel so small and cute aka smol.
She gives me a hug then I join the rest of the girls. One by one they get called onto stage and disappear. Everyone leaves then it's just me...I'm the last one left.
Authors Notes:
Okay so this is the first chapter of my Niall's daddy book! Leave me suggestions on future chapters and what you want to see! Comment and vote❤️
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