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  “I don’t want another enema, Daddy,” Angelina said tearfully.

  “Are you strong enough to admit that you need to let Daddy make that decision?” he asked mentally crossing his fingers. If she agreed, Angelina would take a huge step to adjust to a new life practicing age play. If she couldn’t allow him to make important decisions for her, he would have to let her go.

  The silence stretched between them. Angelina searched her mind. “Can I do this?” she wondered mentally. She had loved having Paul take care of her. He was so kind and loving. She had never felt so valued in her life. She knew Paul treasured her and only wanted the best for her. It had seemed very weird to wear diapers, let him feed her, drink from baby bottles, and all the other age play practices. She loved the cuddles, being bathed, and the intimate caresses. When she thought about it, the positives of the lifestyle hugely outweighed the embarrassing parts. Her stomach had been bothering her.

  “You’re the Daddy, and I’m the Little girl,” she finally answered. “I may need your help to adjust to all of this fully but I trust your decisions. I’m still going to try to convince you I don’t need something embarrassing like... an enema.”

  “I always want you to talk to me if you’re upset or worried, Angelina. But it’s my job as your Daddy to make the decisions. Today, and for the rest of the week, I know you need the enemas. I’ll try to help you enjoy them. Okay, Angel?” Paul asked.

  “OOOOkay,” Angelina knew she was agreeing to give up control over everything–even her body.

  Paul stood her up off the toilet and leaned her over his bent knee to wipe her dirty bottom. He flushed away all the yuckiness that the enema had washed out of her tummy before she could see it. Picking her up, Paul carried her back to the enema horse and restrained her back in place. He ran his hand through her hair and whispered “Shhhhh” as she sniffed tearfully. He immediately relubricated the nozzle and pressed it into her bottom. He was delighted to note that she did not clench her muscles to keep it out, but Angelina tried to relax her muscles to let her bottom expand naturally. Her breath caught as the “click” that signaled the release of the clamp on the enema hose and the warm water began to flow deeply inside of her. This one would be easier for her. There was much more room in her intestines for the water to flow with the amount of poop washed out previously.

  Paul left her side to go clean up the bathroom before returning to her side. Already, the enema bag was half empty. “What a good girl you are! You’re letting your enema in to help your tummy. I’m so proud of you,” Paul praised as he began caressing her nude body. He ran his hands up and down her back flowing over her pert bottom. Each time, he spread her buttocks apart to give the enema’s flow a boost. He began to widen his strokes to brush Angelina’s side and to brush the swell of her small breasts as they lay against the padded enema horse. He smiled as his Little girl braced her weight on her restrained hands to lift her breasts off the padded surface, allowing him to first brush over her sensitive nipples and then begin to pull slightly.

  “Daddy, don’t stop!” Angelina begged as she wiggled in arousal. She moaned loudly as her Daddy cupped her breasts in each hand and began to squeeze the delicate handfuls.

  Paul began to kiss his way down her spine as he ran his hands down her tummy that had expanded as the relentless enema continued to drain inside her bottom. He felt her lift her hips off the padded support to allow him to continue to caress her body. He reached her folds already dripping with arousal due to her previous orgasm and the enema that turned her on despite all her protests. Paul kept one hand underneath to tap an erratic pattern on her clitoris while he reached the other hand past the enema hose and nozzle in her rectum to slide into her dripping vagina. He made sure to brush the enema nozzle in her bottom firmly. She didn’t want to admit it, but his Little girl’s rectum was a highly erogenous zone. She responded very well to having something in her bottom. Paul’s erection threatened to burst through his jeans. He definitely had plans to explore her responses to large items in her bottom. He was sure Angelina would enjoy having his penis deep in her bottom as much as he would. Paul planned to move slowly. He needed to ease her into all the play in age play.

  Chapter 12

  Two days later, Angelina sat naked under the bright lights in Dr. Matt Richards’ Exam Room 2. Her Daddy was right by her side as Dr. Richards began to examine her. The big, muscular orthopedic surgeon had a private practice in his home several days a week to treat the growing community of age play Littles. Dr. Richards had searched for his own Little for many years before finding Zoey. The caring doctor cherished his Little girl. Zoey was playing in the waiting room while Angelina had her exam so that the two Littles could play together. Angelina had lots of questions to ask Zoey. Things she couldn’t ask her Daddy.

  “Open your mouth please, Angelina,” Dr. Richards requested. He examined her mouth and throat making her say, Ahhhhhh, as he looked down her throat. Peering also into her eyes and ears, Dr. Richards instructed Angelina to roll over onto her tummy.

  Angelina watched unhappily as Dr. Richards fitted gloves onto his large hands and scooped up a glob of lubricant on a finger. He spread the lubricant on a large thermometer before scooping up some additional slippery mixture to apply to Angelina’s anus. She tightened her muscles automatically as his finger began to dip into her rectum. “None of that, young lady,” Dr. Richards warned. “Relax your muscles. I know your Daddy would hate to redden your bottom again, but he will have to if you don’t cooperate.” Dr. Richards continued pressing his finger in deep and rubbing the lubricant around inside of her. He patted her small bottom fondly. “It looks like you’ve already had a good spanking this morning. What did you do? You were resisting coming to see me, were you?” He chuckled as the small figure hid her face against the padded exam table. “Zoey would have been very sad if you hadn’t come to play with her.” He removed his finger and pressed the thermometer deep into her bottom. Both men looked at each other when she moaned deeply. Paul nodded at the doctor.

  “Angelina resists having things in her bottom. I’m finding that two or three fingers planted deep in her bottom are a punishment that gets her attention quickly,” Paul informed the doctor as if this was a normal practice. He smiled as Angelina’s ears turned red indicating that she was blushing furiously.

  “Very good. You two are getting to know each other,” Dr. Richards observed. “Angelina’s rectum is narrow. Have you noticed that she is having any trouble with her bowel movements?” Angelina’s blush increased.

  “We were going to ask you about this problem today. Angelina has difficulty pooping in general. She’s resistant from using her diaper, but I’ve discovered that her tummy does not empty itself well. The first enema I treated her with resulted in a large expulsion of poop. She often has a rumbly tummy. I’ve given her a cleansing enema followed by a warm water rinse for the last three days. Her attitude and her tummy trouble have improved greatly.”

  “Yes, a grumpy attitude is often a good indicator that a Little needs a thorough cleansing. I’ll take a look in her bottom today with my scope if she is sufficiently cleaned out and we’ll come up with an enema routine to help her tummy and keep her feeling positive. There’s no reason a Little girl should suffer from constipation. It’s very easily treated. How does Angelina tolerate enemas?” Dr. Richards asked.

  Paul smiled at Angelina as she lay on the exam table wiggling silent protest of the thermometer in her bottom. “She tries to convince me that she doesn’t need an enema ever again but when everything has been washed out of her bottom, she feels much better and acts much happier. I try my best to help her enjoy them.”

  “Good, Paul. Keep in mind that orgasms pull the liquid deeper into a Little’s system so multiple orgasms can supercharge an enema’s effectiveness. This is one case where more is better. Okay, let’s see how your temperature is Angelina. It’s slightly over normal. You’ll have to check again tonight to see if she’s catching something, Paul,” the doctor
counseled. “Okay, Little one. Roll over for me. What a good girl you are!” he praised as Angelina turned over on the exam table. “No, Angelina. You don’t need to cover yourself in my exam room. I’m your doctor. I’m going to see every part of you. That’s the only way I can make sure you’re healthy.” Dr. Richards quickly raised her arms over her head and wrapped restraining straps around her wrists.

  Paul immediately began to sooth his Little girl as she fussed about being restrained. “You’re okay, Angelina. The doctor is just strapping you in so you don’t fall off the table. Shhhh, relax.”

  “Have you tried a pacifier, Paul? Many Littles relax with something to suck on in their mouths when they are feeling stressed.” The doctor opened a drawer and pulled out a new adult-sized pacifier wrapped in its packaging. He also pulled out a sample jar and opened it. “Paul, this is a soothing oral mixture. I’ll send this home with you to try but let’s see how Angelina does with it now. You just dip the nipple part of the pacifier in the mixture to coat it. Open up, Angelina,” he instructed.

  Angelina opened her mouth to say she didn’t want to try it but instead found her mouth filled by the pacifier. The mixture was sweet, and Angelina naturally began sucking on the pacifier.

  The two men watched as she seemed to relax on the exam table. “It is very effective. I think Angelina likes it,” the doctor remarked as he began the rest of her exam. He began pressing on her sensitive, small breasts. They almost flattened to her chest as she lay on her back. Angelina’s sucking increased as the doctor checked her responses by plucking at her nipples until they stood straight up. “She has very good responses. Her breasts are very sensitive.” He pressed down her rib cage and began to examine her troublesome tummy. “Oh, yes. I am feeling several troublesome spots in her tummy.” He rubbed her tummy affectionately as he looked at Angelina. “You’re a lucky Little lady that your Daddy figured your tummy out already.” Turning to Paul, he added, “I’ll be able to verify this when I advance the scope into her rectum, but you are definitely correct. Angelina’s tummy will need some attention. Let me finish my exam, and I’ll solidify the treatment plan that is forming in my head.”

  The doctor lifted Angelina’s thin legs up to fit the stirrups on each side of the table. With the help of her Daddy, he secured her legs with the soft Velcro straps so that they wouldn’t slip out of the stirrups. He released the table lever dropping the bottom section of the exam table down so that he had access to her entire intimate pelvic area. Dr. Richards separated her delicate folds and examined her clitoris and urethra closely. He pulled a catheter from the drawer and a specimen cup. “We’ll need to get a urine sample." He began to slide the catheter into Angelina’s narrow urethra when she started to buck her hips off the table to avoid the catheter. Quickly, Dr. Richards wrapped a strap around her waist and chest pinning her tightly to the exam table. “None of that, young lady. You’ll hurt yourself,” Dr. Richards said evenly. He sat back down on his stool and placed the catheter in Angelina’s urethra on this second try. Immediately, urine spurted out of the catheter and filled the cup. “Good girl!” Dr. Richards praised as he withdrew the catheter. He smiled to see the Little’s caring Daddy, whispering in her ears as he ran his fingers through her red hair to comfort her.

  Next, Dr. Richards pulled the sides of Angelina’s vagina apart gently. Pulling the spotlight closer, he visually inspected the area. He chose a small speculum and advanced it into Angelina’s vagina before opening it fully in her moist channel. It was a good sign that he had not been forced to use any lubricant. The Little girl was aroused and lubricating naturally. He performed a quick pap smear and sealed the samples to send to the lab. Standing, Dr. Richards removed the speculum hearing Angelina sigh with relief. Her exam was not over. Dr. Richards inserted two large fingers into her vagina and began pressing on her abdomen to feel her ovaries. He removed his fingers and scooped up a glob of lubricant to apply on Angelina’s anus again before pressing two fingers inside. Again, he pressed in different areas on her abdomen before removing his fingers. He removed the anal scope from the lower drawer of the exam table. Deliberately, he kept it out of her sight. Littles tended to worry when they saw the two-inch diameter scope that measured eighteen inches long. He added a little more lubricant and began pushing the scope into her bottom. Even restrained to the exam table firmly, Angelina tried to move to avoid the uncomfortable tube that was stretching her bottom.

  “Paul, begin to caress Angelina’s clitoris. I’d like to see her response to stimulus,” Dr. Richards asked for assistance. Angelina continued to move due to her discomfort with the slowly advancing large instrument in her bottom until Paul skillfully distracted her by stroking her just like she enjoyed. Dr. Richards pressed the anal scope forward until he was able to get a good look at the inside of Angelina’s tummy. “Yes, it was just as I thought,” Dr. Richards commented as he twisted the scope inside of Angelina. He continued to move the tube inside her to stimulate her as Paul helped the Little girl orgasm strongly. When her tremors had begun to abate, Dr. Richards removed the anal scope and placed it in the cleaning bin out of sight. He stood and stripped off his gloves.

  He petted the inside of Angelina’s right thigh. “You have been a very good girl today, Angelina. I’m all done with my exam. I’m just going to go over the treatment plan with your Daddy. Just relax for a few minutes.” He turned to Paul and began, “Good call, Paul on the daily enemas. Now, that her system has started recovering from the previous impaction, I’m going to have you decrease a cleansing enema with a rinse to every three days. I’m going to review the test results, and I’ll formulate a vitamin suppository for Angelina. You’ll need to place one in her rectum after lunch when she goes down for her nap. I usually prescribe this for the morning but I’m going to have you inject eight ounces of this liquid medicine into Angelina’s bottom first thing in the morning and before she goes to sleep. Also, we need to widen her narrow rectum, so it doesn’t constrict the natural expulsion of poop. I’m going to send home with you a dilation kit. I’ll put the first size dilator in now. Watch me do this. It’s very easy. Just lubricate the dilator and press it in until only the larger cap at the end emerges from her rectum. Leave that in at least two hours. You can take it out if she has a bowel movement and just clean it off and pop it back in to finish the time. I’d like to see you build her time up to four hours optimally. Bring her in every two weeks, and I’ll check to see if she’s ready to move to the next size. If her dilator is in and you need to check her temperature, I would suggest that you take her temperature naturally by placing your penis in her vagina. Daddies are very good at checking for an elevated temperature.”

  Paul noticed Angelina sucking furiously at her pacifier and from his position between her outstretched thighs, he could see her natural juices welling from her vagina. His Little girl was ready for him to move their relationship forward. She was excited about that. “Should I incorporate motion when I take her temperature naturally, Matt?

  “Definitely. You’ll get a more accurate reading that way.” The doctor continued, “I know Angelina is working at the restaurant. You’ll have to work with her schedule to administer all the treatments. Paul, I want you to know that your schedule here is flexible. Your Little comes first especially now as we’re combatting a problem that has been brewing for a while. Feel free to run to town to treat Angelina. You could definitely use the portable exam van. It has all you would need to inject medicine or even give an enema if you parked outside the restaurant on Angelina’s breaks. Just pick up the keys and take it if you need it.

  “Thanks, Matt. I appreciate it,” Paul nodded his head.

  Chapter 13

  Ten minutes later, Angelina had been redressed in her tee-shirt and diaper. Her Daddy had refused to put her shorts back on knowing that Angelina’s diaper would soon need to be changed. All the anal stimulation combined with the abundant lubricant that had been used to examine her would soon result in a bowel movement. Paul also was trying to
accustom her to be comfortable in her diaper. Once she saw other Littles wearing diapers, she would be less self-conscious when she was wearing one.

  Angelina sat on the floor of the waiting room playing with stuffed animals and talking to Zoey. Angelina and Zoey were about the same size. Zoey was a little shorter. The contrast of Zoey’s light blond hair and Angelina’s red tresses made their Daddies smile. They were both adorable. The two Daddies talked softly about the newest Little and how lucky Paul had been to have Angelina drop in to meet him when she’d delivered Zoey’s last paycheck.

  Zoey shifted nervously and froze. After a few seconds, she looked up from her stuffed tiger to tell her Daddy, “My diaper is wet, Daddy. Can you change me?” She still blushed when talking about having urinated in her diaper, but she was getting more comfortable around her family. Her Daddy and Paul were part of her new family.

  “Of course, pumpkin. Let me grab a new diaper and some supplies. Go ahead and lay down. Angelina won’t mind if I change you in front of her. Right, Angelina?” Dr. Richards asked. He knew that Angelina would be embarrassed to see Zoey exposed but she would be fascinated to see this happen.

  Angelina looked at Zoey first and when said nodded that it would be okay, Angelina said, “I don’t mind.” Angelina was blushing already, and Zoey was still dressed.

  Paul spread a thin pad on the ground and helped Zoey scoot on to it so that the pad was under her hips. Zoey laid back holding her tiger tightly to her chest. Dr. Richards knelt next to Zoey. “Okay, Zoey. Let’s get this romper off so Daddy can find your diaper.” Zoey giggled happily as her Daddy unsnapped the front of her one-piece romper and slid it off her shoulders to her waist before lifting her legs straight up whisking the romper off her hips and then down off her feet. Dr. Richards took time to tickle his precious Little girl making her roll from side to side giggling even harder.