Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
The doctor beams as he extends his hand toward me. “Nice to meet you, Petra. I’m Dr. Morgan, and this is Nurse Brian.” He nods toward the other man.
I struggle to get words to come out of my mouth. “Nice to meet you,” I finally whisper, though I’m not sure it’s true. The jury is still out on this one.
“I’m going to give you a thorough exam this afternoon, Little one. We like to ensure all the Littles on the island are in their best health.” He turns toward Daddy. “Any concerns?”
“She hasn’t seen a doctor or a gynecologist in some time, so no one has been monitoring her. The only health issue is a slight diaper rash. She was on her own until I picked her up this morning, and she didn’t use any diaper cream.”
Dr. Morgan nods. “We’ll take care of that.”
My heart is racing as they discuss me as if I’m a child. I’m embarrassed and nervous and trembling. I’m also aroused, which is mind-boggling.
Dr. Morgan pats my arm. “Can you remove her clothes for me? Let’s get her on the scale first so I can get her height and weight.”
I whimper as Daddy lifts my shirt over my head, exposing my boobs to all three men. It’s nearly impossible not to cover them. The instinct is strong, but Daddy gives me a knowing look that tells me without words to keep my hands to my sides.
He removes my shoes and socks next. When he pulls the tabs on my diaper, I start shaking. “Can’t I keep that?” I whisper. Who would have thought there would ever come a day when I would argue that I wanted a diaper on? But it’s the only barrier between my private parts and three men—two of whom I met ten seconds ago.
“The doctor needs to know what you weigh, Little bunny. It won’t be accurate if you’re wearing a wet diaper.”
It’s not wet. I haven’t peed in a while. I probably should have though because now I need to go.
Daddy lifts my naked body off the table and sets me on my feet. He pats my bottom. “Can you walk over to the scale for me, sweet girl?”
I pad across the room to the scale, so unnerved I can’t even breathe. No one acts like this is the least bit out of the ordinary.
The doctor records my weight first. “Stand tall for me, Little one. Shoulders back. Hands at your sides so I can get your height.”
My nipples are pebbles. Hard and tingling. I want to cover them. I want to touch them. Since when do I feel like my breasts need attention?
“Good girl,” Dr. Morgan says. “You can help her back onto the exam table,” he tells Daddy.
After I shuffle back across the room, Daddy lifts me onto the table.
“Sit up tall for me again, Little one,” Dr. Morgan commands as he warms up his stethoscope with his palm. “I’m going to listen to your heart.” He moves the disk around my chest, listening in several places.
I flinch every time his knuckles graze over my nipples. Obviously they can all see that I’m aroused. I try to remind myself it’s expected, but I’m still mortified.
After listening to my back, the doctor checks my ears, nose, eyes, and throat. “Can you help her lie back for me?” he asks Daddy.
I’m shaking as I recline.
Brian comes to the end of the table near my head. “Lift your arms over your head for me, Little one.”
My body shudders as I stretch out. My chest feels ten times more exposed. The air in the room is hitting my newly naked mons too, making me aware that everyone can see my private parts.
Brian wraps his fingers gently around my wrists and holds them above my head.
My breath hitches. So many things are happening. I can’t process it all. I’m a ball of nerves that might erupt. I fear I’m going to orgasm on this table if anyone touches me. And I know the doctor is going to touch me. Everywhere. Intimately.
Dr. Morgan pulls a stirrup out from the end of the table and lifts my leg into it. Next, he adds a strap around my thigh and another around my ankle, immobilizing me. When he does the other leg, I feel like I’m going to combust. I’m so exposed.
“You’re doing well, Little bunny,” Daddy says as he rubs my thigh. “Take a deep breath.”
Dr. Morgan comes to the opposite side and feels around on my tummy. “Any pain in your belly, Little one?”
I shake my head, and then I wince when he hits my bladder. “You haven’t urinated recently.”
I purse my lips.
The doctor turns toward Daddy. “Make sure she uses her diaper frequently. Littles who are new to diapers sometimes need extra encouragement. Holding back her urine isn’t healthy. I prefer Littles to pee every time they feel the urge. That doesn’t mean you need to change her constantly. It’s okay for her to wear a wet diaper for a while. These are absorbent.”