by Pepper North
“We met when Cecily moved in next door when she was four. We’ve been best friends and business partners that each always hoped for more but wasn’t brave enough to risk our friendship. We’ve gotten lucky, and Cecily is now my beloved Little girl. She doesn’t like to go to the doctor. I’m concerned that she is not caring for her health so I’ve brought her in for a checkup. As a new Daddy, I’d also love any guidance from you about how to keep my Little healthy and happy. I learned that you treated Littles from a few parents of your patients. You were recommended highly,” Jon explained.
“I’m always pleased to hear that I’ve been recommended. I applaud both of you for being honest with each other and finding your match. I’ve been searching for my own Little girl for several years and have not been lucky enough to find her. Keep your eyes open for me, Cecily. Maybe you can find her for me,” Dr. Richards smiled at the Little girl. “Okay, let’s get started making sure that you are healthy, Cecily. Your Daddy is going to help you get undressed. Take everything off, and I’m going to check over these forms.” Dr. Richards turned to read the information in her new file as Jon helped Cecily out of her work clothes. Stripping blouse and bra off, Jon smiled as her nipples immediately contracted. He pulled down her pants, helping her step out of her shoes and pants before pulling down her lacy underwear.
“Step up on the scale, Cecily,” Dr. Richards instructed.
Cecily hesitated. “Could you step outside, Jon?”
“No, Cecily. I can assure you that I do not care what the numbers say on that scale,” Jon said definitively.
Cecily could read his face that he was unhappy that she had asked and even worse that she had called him Jon instead of Daddy. She swallowed and stepped up on the scale. Dr. Richards wrote down her weight and had her hop up on the exam table to measure her blood pressure. Cecily met Jon’s eyes and whispered, “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’ve just been kidded too many times about my weight, and I was embarrassed.” She looked down at her lap.
Jon kissed the top of her head as he stood by the exam table. He helped her lay back when the doctor instructed her to turn over on her tummy so he could take her temperature. Jon watched his Little girl flush pink all over her body in embarrassment as Dr. Richards pulled on gloves before pulling apart her buttocks to dab lubricant on her anus before sliding the thermometer in deep. The two men stood talking until it was time to take the thermometer out.
“Perfect, Cecily,” Dr. Richards announced. “Go ahead and sit up. I’ll need to draw some blood to run the normal battery of tests.”
Immediately, Cecily reacted strongly. She rolled over quickly and burrowed into her Daddy’s arms. “No needles, Daddy. I don’t want any needles,” she begged.
“Cecily has always been scared of needles, doctor. I’m sorry for her reaction. I’m assuming it’s important to run these tests,” Jon asked.
“I’m afraid so. We can run the tests less frequently than I normally do if that helps Cecily but to check on her health, I need to run these tests,” Dr. Richards explained. “Cecily, I know you don’t like needles, and I’m going to be as quick and painless as I can be. Will you hold still for your Daddy? I don’t want to hurt you?”
Cecily looked horrified, and her eyes jumped from Jon and Dr. Richards. Jon held her close to his body and pulled one of her arms to extend it for Dr. Richards. He held her close while holding her arm in a vise-like grip.
“No needles, Daddy. No, no, no!” Cecily sobbed. She stared white with fear as Dr. Richards quickly wrapped a tourniquet around her arm and probed her veins before sliding the hollow needle into her vein quickly and without a lot of pain.
Cecily howled, “Ooouuuuccchhh!”
“Let’s distract ourselves, Cecily. How many ceiling tiles are there in Dr. Richards’ exam room?” He waited until Cecily reported “forty-two.” “And if each tile takes three pounds of material to spread in the required form and the cost is $5 an ounce. How much would it cost to provide ceiling tiles for seven exam rooms just like this?” Jon waited as Cecily quickly ran the numbers in her head. Almost immediately, she popped off with a number. “Would there be a better material to use instead of these tiles?” Jon asked as he watched Dr. Richards fill the last tube and extract the syringe. Cecily answered quickly with the name of a material that she liked to use in commercial businesses frequently. She heard the thwack of the trash can lid and looked over at her arm to see a bandage covering the small needle wound.
A small grin spread across her face. “You’re all done?”
“All done, Cecily. Now, we need to make sure your body is as healthy as your blood and your lungs,” Dr. Richards explained moving his stethoscope to his ears. “Breathe deep.”
Cecily flushed again as the cold bell end of the stethoscope pressing against her chest reminded her that she was sitting on the exam table nude as the two men looked at her naked breasts. Dr. Richards was very thorough. He checked her eyes and ears before feeling down her throat to check her thyroid.
“Cecily, when is your period?” Dr. Richards asked as he had her lay back so he could perform a breast exam. When she choked out a date halfway through the month, Dr. Richards suggested that Jon begin checking Cecily’s breasts for her on the first of each month. “Littles tend to forget to check their breasts, so I recommend their Daddies or Mommies do this for them.” Dr. Richards showed Jon how to check her breasts by pressing in a circular pattern around her nipple with the advice to press and pull on the nipple as well to detect any irregularities under the nipple as well. “You’ll need to complete this exam while Cecily is laying down as well as seated. Be sure to check her breasts visually as well for any dimples or bulges. Is Cecily on any type of birth control?” Dr. Richards asked.
Cecily threw an arm over her face in embarrassment. Jon chuckled and answered for her. “I’m glad to report that my Little girl has been very discriminating in choosing a lover. She was a virgin until last weekend. I’ve been using condoms but would like to use another form of birth control that would allow us to skip the condoms.”
“We could put Cecily on a birth control pill but there are a lot of side effects from the different types of pills, and it requires dedication to taking a pill at roughly the same time every day. Little girls are often very bad at sticking to this regimen. About 95% of my patients choose to have a birth control shot that lasts three months and avoids having to take a pill every day. That may be the best solution for Cecily,” the doctor observed as Cecily immediately stiffened up and was staring at her Daddy pleading with him to say ‘no.’
“Let us talk about it, and we’ll make a decision soon,” Jon answered smoothly.
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Dr. Richards pressed on Cecily’s stomach and down to her groin. “How often have you given her an enema, Jon?”
“About once a day, doctor. I’d like to know what you would suggest is the healthiest schedule for Cecily,” Jon asked.
“Does she use a diaper or the potty?” Dr. Richards asked as Cecily turned red with embarrassment.
“She urinates in her diaper at home. My plan is that she uses her diaper for all her needs at all times. We’re discussing letting Cecily work from home most of the time. That would make it easier for her to transition to using her diaper,” Jon shared.
“Working from home would make it easier for Cecily to use her diaper but who will be there to change her? Little girls can’t take care of this themselves. Would you be able to check on her periodically through the day? If not, it might be better for Cecily to be in the office where you would be available to change her diaper when needed,” Dr. Richards observed. “Cecily, I need you to slide your bottom down the exam table until you touch my hand. Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall off. A little more, Cecily. That’s it. Good girl. Jon, help me lift her legs into the stirrups.”
The two men secured Cecily with her legs spread. Dr. Richards pulled on fresh gloves as sat down on a stool between her thighs. He ran his hand down her inner thigh. “Cecily, I�
�m going to examine your vaginal area now. I’m going to touch sensitive areas. This may arouse you. That is perfectly normal for a Little girl. I would like to see you climax to test your responsiveness. That would be a good thing. Don’t be embarrassed. Your Daddy is going to hold your hand to reassure you. You’ll feel my fingers and some instruments to help me examine you. Do you have any questions?”
“Will it hurt?” whispered Cecily.
“No, Cecily. I’m going to make sure that it doesn’t hurt,” Dr. Richards promised with a smile. He began by feeling the outer labia and then parting the inner labia and pausing. “I’m checking you visually, Cecily. It’s okay,” he said as he saw her shifting uncomfortably.
Dr. Richards turned to Cecily’s Daddy, “Jon, there are some abrasions at the base of the vaginal opening. This happens regularly when Little girls first have intercourse, and their Daddies have large penises. We want to make sure that Cecily’s body heals. I’m going to send some ointment home with you. Use it on her vaginal opening twice a day. You’ll need to time it correctly because it has a numbing component. You do not wish to apply the ointment and then have vaginal sex. The ointment would numb your penis as well.”
The doctor ran his fingers across Cecily’s inner labia and palpated them thoroughly. He brushed her clitoris repeatedly and paused to pull back the hood to check its health. Finally, Dr. Richards placed two fingers at the entrance of Cecily’s vagina. “Cecily, I’m going to press my fingers inside to check your level of natural lubrication.” He pressed his fingers inside as he continued to brush her clitoris. “Now, Cecily, I’m introducing the speculum to your vagina. Just relax.” Dr. Richards watched her face as he slid the small speculum in deep. He opened it up with several clicks and moved the light so that it shone brightly on to Cecily’s groin and down the pathway to her cervix. Dr. Richards quickly performed a pap smear gathering cells and preparing the slides before removing the speculum.
“You’ll feel my fingers again, Cecily. This time I’m feeling the sides of your vagina for any irregularities. You’ll feel me moving them in and out,” Dr. Richards explained as he stimulated the Little girl’s tight channel. Finally, he had two fingers deep in Cecily’s vagina and was tapping her clitoris with his finger while he scooped some of the moisture that was dripping down from her vagina and used it as a lubricant as he slid a finger deep into Cecily’s rectum.
Immediately, Cecily’s body arched, and she gripped her Daddy’s hand with an iron fist. “MMMMmmmmm! Daddy!” she cried as her body jumped into an orgasm.
Dr. Richards ceased tapping on her clitoris and held his fingers in both her vagina and rectum for several minutes until she recovered. Continuing as if this was a standard exam, Dr. Richards said calmly, “Cecily, I’ve finished with the manual exam. Now, you’ll feel the anal speculum. Remember to relax.” Dr. Richards added a little lubrication to her anus and pressed the smaller anal instrument deep into Cecily’s rectum. Again, they heard the clicks as it opened. Cecily groaned as she felt her anus stretch. “Just a little more, Cecily.” They heard two more clicks, and Dr. Richards again adjusted the lamp and gathered a sample from her rectum.
“One last sample to gather, Cecily. This will feel cold.” Dr. Richards wiped the area around Cecily’s urethra with cleansing cloths. “A little probe,” he warned as he guided a catheter up into her bladder to obtain a clean urine sample.
“I don’t like this,” whimpered Cecily. She felt like she was peeing, but she heard the urine hitting the specimen cup and then a metal bowl. Soon, though, she felt the tube leaving her urethra and a little urine dripping out with it. Dr. Richards again cleaned her up and stood to talk to Jon.
“I will send all the samples out for analysis. I’ll formulate a vitamin supplement that is made for Cecily’s body alone. Until then, I’ll send home with you a generic supplement that is good for everyone. It’s just not tailor formulated for Cecily. I do not prescribe any oral medications. I have found that Littles especially respond best to either suppositories inserted in their rectums or injections,” he explained.
When Cecily began to whimper at the word injection, he continued on “We’ll try to avoid any shots for Cecily which means that her bottom is going to be full of medicine. To make sure that her rectum is clean and ready to absorb her daily medications, I will prescribe a full, two to three-quart enema with a cleanser that I will send home with you every Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday. She should hold this for at least thirty minutes and preferably, an hour or more. I would like to see her in a month. Let’s make it on a Friday again. She will have had her enema Thursday night. Make sure she retains it for an hour. Avoid giving her anything solid to eat or any milk products after the enema until after her appointment. I will use a scope to check her intestinal tract. She will be under sedation at that appointment so be prepared for a sleepy girl when we are finished. I require all my Little patients be examined with the scope every six months for the first three years that I treat them and then, annually if there haven’t been any concerns at that point.”
“Jon, if Cecily exhibits any sulky or disrespectful conduct between enemas, use your discretion in administering additional enemas. Sometimes, corner time with an enema hose deep in one’s bottom helps a Little girl change her attitude. You’ll discuss ideas for birth control and decide what works best for you. I can administer the birth control shot at her six-month scope examination while she is sedated if that would relieve Cecily’s anxiety over a shot. She would still need one at the next three-month interval.”
“I do not need to administer an enema today in my office. Cecily is remarkably cleaned inside. What style of enema did you give her yesterday?” Dr. Richards asked curiously.
“A two-quart cleansing enema through a retention nozzle on an enema horsie. While she held the enema, I helped agitate the liquid inside her through vaginal intercourse,” Jon said proudly. He was glad his secret formula and his penis had help impress the doctor and helped Cecily’s tummy.
“The enema horsie is a piece of furniture every Little household should use regularly. Anal sex is also very effective. Just wear a condom. The cleanser could be irritating to your penis. Cecily is very small. I will send you home a set of dilators if you plan to stretch her anus for anal sex. I would highly recommend it, so you don’t create tears in her tight anus,” Dr. Richards shared with Jon. When Cecily whimpered, Dr. Richards rubbed her inner thigh again.
“Cecily, you have been a very good Little girl today. I am very proud of you, and I’m glad you’ve become a patient of mine. There is one last task for today. It’s a job for your Daddy. Jon, here’s the vitamin suppository. She needs two in the morning before she goes to work. Today, she is supported in the stirrups. Tomorrow at home, just have her lean over your knees. Open her bottom and press one lubricated suppository at a time deep into her rectum. Little girls sometimes try to push these out, so either hold them in place for several minutes or insert one of the dilators or a plug. I’ll send an informational sheet home with you. One last step today, I’m going to insert some calming liquid into Cecily’s bottom and slid in a dissolving plug. At some point, the leftover liquid will ooze out in her diaper. Don’t remove the plug just let nature take its course. Cecily will probably take a long nap this afternoon.” Dr. Richards detailed.
The doctor filled a small, disposable enema bag with two cups of a thick, pale blue liquid and handed it to Jon. He pressed a medium sized nozzle deep into Cecily expertly maneuvering it through her inner sphincter. “Go ahead and squeeze that bag, Jon. You will need to be forceful as it empties. We want all the liquid to go inside.” Dr. Richards turned to gather all the supplies that he promised to send home with Jon and Cecily: numbing ointment, cleanser, a dilator set, and vitamin suppositories. He put this all in a big tote bag along with instruction sheets and several samples of diapers, pacifiers, and enema nozzles.
“All in, Dr. Richards,” Jon said holding the crushed bag in his fist. Dr. Richards pinched two of his fingers tog
ether and ran them down the short tube to squeeze any liquid through the nozzle. Quickly, he replaced the nozzle with a dissolving plug. “Okay, Cecily. We’ll let you sit up now.” Jon and Dr. Richards released the restraints and helped her scoot back up so she could sit up without falling off the edge of the table.
Soon Cecily was redressed and walking out of the doctor’s office. About halfway home, she began yawning. By the time Jon pulled into the parking lot, she was sound asleep. Jon juggled his sleepy girl and the tote bag of supplies up to their apartment. He stripped off her grown-up clothes and nestled Cecily dressed only in her diaper comfortably in her crib. Jon tiptoed out of the room leaving the door ajar for light.
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Cecily and Jon became very settled together. Cecily worked from home on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoons. On those days, Jon left a little early to come home and check on her. There didn’t seem to be any negative impact on their business. Most of the employees simply didn’t realize that Cecily was not in the building since she had kept to herself most of the time.
Jon was working to have Cecily in diapers always. He had created a portable changing table to use in his office. Cecily didn’t like being exposed in his office, but the door did lock and who would be stupid enough to walk in on the two bosses in the conference with the door locked? Her wardrobe had always fit a little baggy, so a diaper’s padding was unnoticed by the general public.
Each weekend, they dedicated to being together as Daddy and Little. They were starting to get to know other age play couples that they ran into at Gordon’s or Dr. Richards. Cecily had become very close to Abigail. They had met when Jon began taking Cecily to have her privates waxed regularly. Abigail’s Mommy, April, always scheduled the Littles so that she personally attended them. As a Mommy, she knew how to handle temper tantrums or tears. Even though it hurt to have everything waxed, Cecily liked to go because it was a supportive atmosphere. April did not tolerate anyone mistreating or making fun of the Littles that came to her salon.
