The Doctor's Little Girl

by Mary Hope

  “Now, I know you’re embarrassed to tell me when your diaper needs changing,” he said, “but if I’m to be your daddy, then that’s the first thing I want you to start doing.”

  She could feel her diaper crinkle under her skirt and she fidgeted with the tissue underneath her hands. “Ok...sorry…”

  “Sorry?” he asked. “Nina…” his voice became very soft.

  “Yes Dr. Merrin?”

  “I don’t want you to call me Dr. Merrin anymore, Nina,” he said.

  “Okay...um...what should I call you?”

  “Well,” he said, putting the baby powder and clean diaper beside her on the exam table, “what do you want to call me?”

  Nina thought about it for a long while. She stared at his handsome face, at his kind eyes and strong jaw. She knew this was someone who could really care for her, and tend to her. And if anything really did happen, if she hurt herself or sprained her ankle, he would be able to help her because he was a doctor and he knew what he was doing.

  But did she really deserve this treatment? This care?

  She bit her thumb; she wasn’t so sure.

  But he wouldn’t ask her the question if he didn’t want her to call him daddy, right? He wouldn’t ask if he didn’t want what she wanted.

  “Umm...to call you daddy?” she said quietly amid the sound of the crinkling tissue beneath her. “But… Do you really want that? To be my daddy?”

  Tears began to rim her eyelids; she could feel it and it embarrassed her. Why did she ask that question? Wasn’t it a ridiculous thing to ask?

  But suddenly, he stood up and reached over to touch her cheek. He wiped the tears from her pink cheeks. “Yes,” he answered her softly, “yes, I want to be your daddy. I knew the moment I saw you.”

  “You did?”

  “Yes.”

  “But… how could you know that?”

  “Because I knew that you needed it.”

  “You did? But how?”

  But he was just shaking his head and smiling, rubbing her cheek with his thumb. “My dear, you are far too precious...too sweet. I could see it in your eyes. You needed a daddy. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, Nina.”

  His voice was so soft, so kind and sincere that Nina couldn’t help but believe him. She knew he was telling her the truth, and that he was so sincere made her feel that perhaps she actually did deserve to be taken care of. The sentiment ran through her like electricity and she smiled into his hand.

  “I think I’ve been waiting for you to… daddy.”

  Daddy…

  The word rolled effortlessly off her tongue, and it gave her comfort like she’d never known. Just saying it made her feel a little safer, a little more secure. Her legs relaxed to either side of her as he continued to caress her cheek.

  “Oh, my sweet Nina,” he said. He gently pinched her cheek, and his thumb fell to her lower lip.

  Without thinking, she let her lips part so that the tip of his thumb could slip inside her mouth. Suddenly she remembered herself and she stopped moving, letting his thumb sit inside her mouth, suddenly to embarrased to suckle it. For some reason, she had an intense urge to suckle on his thumb, though she wasn’t sure why.

  He didn’t force his thumb in further, but circled her lips, caressing her tongue as he’d done her cheek. She held still while he did it, and he said, “Oh, Nina… let’s get you cleaned up and feeling better. You can’t be comfortable in this messy diaper.”

  How did daddy know?

  He gently lifted his thumb and stood up. He sat back down in the chair beside the exam table.

  Nina’s skirt still covered her diaper, even though her legs had relaxed apart.

  Daddy positioned himself between her legs. He lifted two footholders from either side of the table, and gently guided each of her small feet to rest inside of them.

  Once her feet rested inside, he adjusted the stirrups so that her legs were spread amply, and lifted high enough that she was angled completely exposed to him.

  He rolled her skirt up, revealing her fully and puffy diaper to him. “Now, as my little girl, you are to tell me as soon as your diaper needs changing. Is this understood?”

  “I… I’m sorry daddy. I didn’t—”

  “Shh,” he crooned to her, “it’s okay. You’re not in trouble, sweetie. But if you don’t tell daddy next time, you will be.”

  He unfastened each side of the diaper, and pulled the front down.

  She blushed. She was so nervous because the tingling between her hips hadn’t gone away and she was sure that her lips were swollen. She wondered if daddy would notice.

  But he didn’t seem to; he was too focused and making sure she was clean and dry.

  He pulled a bin of cleaning wipes from somewhere beneath the exam table, and brought one to her privates.

  Once he began to clean her, Nina understood why he’d wanted her spread and bent upwards in such an angle; it was so that he could clean all of her.

  “It’s important to wipe front to back, to avoid infection,” he told her as he cleaned her.

  Though Nina already knew this, she sensed that he told her so that it would keep her mind off of being in such a compromised position.

  He wiped every inch of her, cleaning the skin around her vagina. Then he pushed a fresh wipe between her lips, and ran it down until it grazed her rosebud in the back. “That’s it, sweetie, we’re almost done,” he crooned to her, “you’re doing so good.”

  This made her happy and she smiled, even though she was blushing. She was glad that daddy thought she was being good. She held very still.

  He spread her lips, and using a fresh wipe, took care to clean her inside. Then he did the same thing with her bum, and he spread her cheeks just enough so that he could clean her rosebud.

  When he was done, he leaned back and threw the last wipe in the garbage bin. “All done. That wasn’t so bad, was it sweetie?”

  “Mmm… no it wasn’t daddy.”

  The truth was that it felt great to be so taken care of, and Nina didn’t really want it to end. Ever.

  “I like it daddy,” she blurted. Then she brought her hands to her face, trying to cover her face as she blushed.

  Daddy just smiled at her, enjoying her reaction. He opened the baby powder and was about to apply it before he stopped. He put the bottle down.

  “Daddy?”

  He put a finger to her lips, grazing them.

  Nina gasped when his finger pushed its way between her still swollen lips.

  She wriggled in the foot straps, and let out a tiny moan.

  “It’s daddy’s job to give his little pleasure,” he said gently, “I knew you needed pleasure, sweetie, the moment I opened your diaper. But I had to clean you first. I wanted you to feel good and comfortable.”

  “Oh, daddy…”

  Nina closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his large finger pushing at her entrance.

  “I do want pleasure daddy...I need it too…”

  She needed it as badly as she needed him.

  BLAKE WITHDREW his fingers the moment that it dawned on him that his little girl had not had a bowel movement since she’d first arrived.

  Her head lifted the moment he withdrew and she asked, “What is it daddy?”

  “Have you had a movement?”

  “No,” she admitted.

  “Do you feel an urge to do so now? Have you at all in the last hours?”

  “Um…” she put her finger to her mouth, then looked at him, “not yet...no…”

  Blake stood and walked toward the medical cabinet, retrieving an enema bag, latex gloves and a sterile water solution.

  “Alright, well I’m going to see to it that you do,” he said. “You need to have regular bowel movements, little girl. It is not safe otherwise.”

  “But what do you mean?”

  Blake returned to the chair with the supplies. He could tell that his little girl was hesitant about this part of her treatment, and he understood it. He
intended to make it as easy on her as possible.

  He took her feet out of the stirrups, and coaxed her to lay on her side before strapping her to the table.

  “It’s okay, sweetie,” he assured her, “now, this isn’t going to be very comfortable, but I need you to hold as still as possible. Can you do that for me?”

  “Yes daddy.”

  He put on the latex gloves, and picked up the bottle of lube he’d sat down next to the exam table. “This will be over before you know it,” he said as he spread the cheeks of her bum, and applied ample lubrication. “Once you’ve had a suitable movement, you’ll be ready for your diaper.”

  He could feel her little body tremble and he knew that she was scared, but holding still for him nonetheless. He walked around the table and bent down to look at her. “Nina,” he said softly, “after this I’m going to make sure you get enough water and fiber in your diet. That way you won’t have to do these enemas so often. But we need to take proper precautions, in the event you have constipation. Does that make sense?”

  Nina grasped at the tissue paper on the exam table, then nodded quickly. “I understand daddy.”

  “Good girl, Nina,” he encouraged her.

  “Now, let’s get this over, and we can go shopping okay?”

  “Okay,” she whimpered.

  He spread the cheeks of her bum again, and made sure there was enough lubrication. Then he uncapped the tip of the enema tube, and gently, gently, he slid it inside of her rectum. The tip didn’t want to enter at first and her sphincter gave significant resistance. He gently coaxed the tip inside as she whimpered. Once the tip breached her entrance, he slid it in expertly another three inches, careful to be gentle.

  Once the long tube was inserted, and her rectum closed tightly around it so that he knew it wouldn’t come out, Blake carefully lifted the enema bag. He let the liquid slowly fill the inside of her. “How does that feel?”

  “I...don’t know daddy,” she said, “full?”

  “Good...very good,” he assured her.

  Once the bag was empty, he said, “Now I want you to stay very still, and let the solution work inside of you. It should take about ten minutes.”

  “Ten minutes?” she pouted.

  He returned to her side. “Don’t you want to go shopping? Daddy just wants to make sure you're healthy, and then he will reward you with all kinds of goodies. But your health and safety come first. Does that make sense?”

  “Yes daddy.”

  She nodded and he could tell that she understood him.

  Ten minutes passed, and all the while he caressed her soft skin, comforting her while she did as he said. He rubbed her tummy, pressing his fingers deeply to reach her rectum and message it as the solution worked inside of her.

  “Alright, time’s up,” he said. He returned to the other side of the table, and gently retrieved the long tube from her sprixter, pulling it out slowly. He smiled when her tiny entrance closed quickly after.

  “Okay,” he said, and he lifted the bed slightly so that her body hung at a partial angle.

  He brought a pan under her bum, and said, “Now slowly push out the solution, sweetie.”

  Nina tried to look behind her. Her eyes were worried and self-conscious. “But daddy...I...I can’t do that in front of you. It’s too gross!”

  “Too gross?” he scoffed playfully. “Nothing is too gross for a daddy. My job is to take care of you and there are no limits on that.”

  She hung on the table, held by the straps wrapped tightly around her small frame.

  But she did not push.

  Blake held the disposable pan underneath her, waiting. Then he said, “If you do not push right now, little girl, I will administer your appropriate discipline. Now, you will need to push one way or another, and it’s your choice if you want a swift spanking after you do.”

  “Spanking daddy? But—”

  “No buts,” he said harshly, “now push.”

  Reluctantly, Nina pushed.

  Her bowel movement was healthy, and she filled the pan with the solution and stool. She kept her head faced away from him as she did.

  Blake examined the stool as she pushed. It looked healthy, and nothing out of the order that he could see. He sighed. This was good news. It meant that he could add water and fiber to her diet and she would have normal movements.

  When she was finished, he took the pan to the hazardous waste bin and discarded it. Then he took two clean wipes, and cleaned her gently. “Good girl,” he said, “you did so good. I am very proud of you.”

  “You are?”

  “Yes, my dear.”

  Once she was clean, he threw the wipes and his gloves away, then washed his hands. Then he lowered the exam table and unfastened the straps from her body.

  When she tried to sit up, he said, “Not so quickly, little girl.”

  “Daddy?”

  Blake let out a deep sigh. He wished her didn’t have to do it, but he had to teach her a lesson. He had to do this so that she would learn, over time, to trust and rely on him completely. So that she would know that he would never let her down.

  “We are going to work on this first,” he said.

  “What?”

  “You must learn to trust daddy with all of your needs as his little,” he continued, “and that means that you tell daddy every time you’ve messed your diaper. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, daddy.”

  He brought out a sterile anal plug from the drawer, and he watched his little girl’s eyes grow big when she saw it. “What’s that for?” she asked.

  “When you mess your diaper with liquid, I want you to tell me,” he instructed her, “but when you need to have a bowel movement, I want you to tell me and I will remove this plug so that you can.”

  “But daddy—”

  “There will be no arguing. Once you have proven that you will tell daddy, he will consider removing it. Is that understood?”

  She hesitated, then nodded her acquiescence.

  “Good girl,” he said, raising her feet so they sat in the stirrups once again. He spread her cheeks gently, and applied lubrication with his bare hand this time. Then he pushed one finger inside her entrance.

  “Ah—” she gasped, and closed her eyes. “It hurts daddy,” she squirmed.

  “I know it does, sweetie, and that’s why I’m using my finger to loosen you first. I’d rather not have the plug do it entirely.”

  He left his finger inside of her patiently as her rectum slowly relaxed its grip around him.

  “You are being such a good little girl, holding still for daddy,” he crooned to her. He smiled. She didn’t know it yet, but he would award her when they went back to main street.

  He watched her vaginal lips as he waited, and could see that she was swollen and damp from her own needs.

  He spread her lips slightly, and dipped his tongue into her flesh.

  “Daddy!” she lifted her head and watched him. Then she moaned, and her head fell back to the table. “Oh...daddy...that feels so nice…”

  Blake noticed that her rectum relaxed even further around his finger as he continued to taste her pink entrance.

  He had half a mind to take her right on the table, but he refrained. He wanted to please her more than he wanted to please himself. And he knew that the plug would be invasive enough without adding something as big as his shaft inside her vagina.

  “Oh...um...daddy, I—” she squirmed around his tongue.

  She let out a loud moan as she clenched onto him. He could taste her juices as they flowed from her. “Good girl,” he said, lapping her up.

  She was still breathing heavily when he set the plug to her entrance. He pulled his finger out of her body, and quickly replaced it with the plug before she could notice. The plug was twice as thick as his finger, but her rectum easily accepted it in her relaxed state.

  He helped her to lay back on her back again.

  This time, she kept her legs closed slightly and this made h
im frown. He did not like that she felt embarrassed. He wanted her to be open to him, to let him care for her completely. “No no,” he corrected her softly, gently coaxing her knees apart again so that they rested on either side of her.

  “You’ve nothing to be ashamed of, little girl. Now that we’re done, let’s get you diapered and we’ll take a special trip to main street.”

  She did as he said, and let her legs relax. She watched him carefully as he applied baby powder to her soft vagina. When he was finished powdering her, he pulled out a fresh diaper, and tucked one side underneath her bum. Then he brought the front up, and fastened securely around her hips.

  Blake rolled her skirt down her legs, then stood up and put each of his hands under her arms. He lifted her up so that she sat on the edge of the exam table.

  Her legs dangled off the side, and he could tell by the way she was wiggling that she was excited to go shopping. Apparently the plug was not too much for her, and this made him happy.

  “Now,” he said, “is my little girl ready to go shopping?”

  She gushed. “Yes daddy.”

  NINA FELT more relaxed than she had in a long time. In fact, she couldn’t ever remember feeling so at ease with herself. Her diaper seemed to hold her fastened to the present moment, and the plug daddy had inserted into her bum made her feel cared for and safe. Daddy was alway paying attention.

  He drove them down main street, and Nina watched the small and inviting shops pass them by.

  “Candy!” she squealed in excitement. She was sure she’d seen a shop filled with candy. “Can we go there daddy? Can we?”

  Daddy laughed joyously and he said of course. “But not until we get you some clothes and the other supplies you’ll need.”

  He pulled up to the side of the street and parked the car.

  “Like what kind of supplies daddy?”

  “Well, like a crib, so you can enjoy playtime safely while daddy’s doing other things around the house. And we’ll need bedtime stories so that daddy can read to you at night before you sleep. And there’s also toys, so you have something to play with during crib time.”

  Daddy kept listing off all the things that he was going to get for her as his little girl, and Nina could feel her heart swelling with excitement. She wanted to kiss him.