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  “Luna needs some clothes for work. She’s filling in as my receptionist while Marjorie is out on maternity leave,” Sebastian shared as he began looking through a rack of clothing.

  “I think these skirts are amazing,” Charlotte said holding out a skirt that was full. “This is reversible. Look there’s another pattern inside. You get two skirts for one. And, they’re full enough to go over a diaper and no one knows. Look around and see what you like, Luna. I’ll circle back around in a few minutes to see if you have any questions. Try anything on, you like.”

  “Where’s the dressing room?” Luna asked looking around.

  “Littles don’t need dressing rooms. Your Daddy will help you try on anything you wish, here,” Charlotte explained as she waved goodbye with a cheerful smile.

  “Do you like these skirts that Charlotte suggested?” Sebastian asked pulling out a blue patterned skirt that reversed to light rose.

  “They’re pretty but I don’t really need any clothes. I can just wear my jeans,” she replied quickly. She didn’t have any money.

  “My new receptionist needs some new clothes. I am going to buy my Little girl some clothes as well. Let’s try this skirt on. Then you can pick out which colors you like the best,” he said unfastening her jeans and pushing them down her legs.

  Frantically, Luna tried to hold on to the waistband of her jeans. “I can’t take my pants off out here. Everyone will see my diaper,” she exclaimed horrified.

  “No one here would expect you to be wearing anything else. Behave, or I will go over to choose a paddle and try it out on your bottom, Little girl.” Sebastian pulled the jeans down her legs and whisked the faded denim off her legs. Unclamping the hanger, he slipped the skirt over Luna’s head and pulled it down to rest at her waist. He tickled her in the process to keep her distracted.

  “Stop, Daddy. Stop! No tickling,” she gasped for air. Looking down at the skirt, her Daddy was fastening around her hips, Luna loved the bright blue. When he let go of her waist, she twirled around in a circle loving the flare of her skirt. “It’s so pretty,” she said smoothing her hands down the front of the skirt.

  “It’s a little big around the waist which is great. I plan to fatten you up a bit.” Now, choose one more at least and we’ll get some shirts to match.” He smiled as she carefully considered all the choices. When she couldn’t choose between two, he put both in the basket with the skirt they’d tried on earlier. He matched tee shirts with three-quarter length sleeves to match all the sides of the skirts. After putting her jeans back on, they stopped in the shoe department and selected two pairs of sandals. When they reached the intimates section, Luna blushed as her Daddy began to look at bras made for Little girls.

  “I don’t want my Little girl wearing a bra. Let’s try on these undershirts.” He began to pull her tee shirt over her head.

  “Wait!” came her muffled plea. “I can’t try these on here.”

  “Of course, you can,” Sebastian answered laying her old shirt on the cart seat. He turned and unfastened her bra pulling the tattered garment off. When Luna clasped her hands over her chest, Sebastian smacked her bottom. “Are you wishing to have your bottom reddened here?” He waited, looking at her strictly until she slowly lowered her hands to her sides. “Let’s try this one on,” he suggested as he pulled a tank top like support garment over her head.

  Just when she had her hands over her head with the support tank over her face, Luna heard a deep voice say, “Dr. Sebastian Graham and his Little girl, Luna. Charlotte told me that you were here.” Panicking, Luna knew that her breasts were exposed completely. She tried to pull the garment in place only to get tangled up in the stretchy fabric.

  “Settle down, Luna. It’s okay. Let me put this on you,” Sebastian said with a chuckle. He was able to straighten the fabric and pull it into place over her small, pert breasts.

  She looked up with red cheeks to see a very large man looking at her with a smile. She stammered, “Hi, Mr. Gordon.” Her eyes jumped to her Daddy.

  “Hi, Luna. I’m glad your Daddy found you. And that he brought you shopping at Gordon’s, of course. Do you like that undershirt?” he asked seriously. The large man was carrying a large, closed paper bag.

  “Honestly?” When he nodded she continued, “I think it’s too confining,” she said softly.

  “Luna did, too. I think some of the bigger Littles like these a lot but for those with petite figures, these seem to work better. Charlotte always wears one.” Benton Gordon added. He picked up a soft cotton bralette. “Try one of these. I’d say a medium, Sebastian,” the store owner suggested.

  “I wondered about those. Thanks for the suggestion, Benton.” Sebastian began to pull the undershirt over Luna’s head.

  She tried to struggle but he was fast. Soon she was standing there, bare-breasted in front of everyone as her Daddy unfastened Mr. Gordon’s suggestion from the hanger. She fought herself, wanting to cover her breasts. Her nipples had contracted immediately in the cool air. “Daddy, please,” she begged.

  “Just a minute, firecracker. Mr. Gordon sees lots of Little girls and boys trying on clothes each day. He just sees a pretty Little girl being so good for her Daddy,” Sebastian tried to reassure her as he finally removed the bralette from the hanger. He pulled it over her head and lifted it over her breasts allowing his fingers to brush her nipples as he smoothed it around her ribcage. He smiled as she gasped lightly. His baby was very sensitive. Stepping back, he looked at his beautiful Little girl. The bralette fit perfectly. It had a stretch band around her ribs and rose to cup and support her small breasts before dividing into two wide straps like a tank top over her shoulders. “How does that feel?” he asked smiling as her still flustered face.

  “It’s . . . really comfortable,” she whispered.

  “That’s what a lot of the Little girls say,” Benton smiled at her. “Charlotte would sleep in hers if I’d let her.”

  “But Little girls’ breasts need air,” a feminine voice copied her Daddy’s low, raspy voice. Charlotte walked up behind Benton Gordon, smiling from ear to ear.

  He shook his finger at her. “Don’t forget a whole new shipment of paddles came in today. There’s one that’s an interesting size. I might need to try it out before recommending it to our customers,” Charlotte’s Daddy warned.

  “Sorry, Daddy,” she said immediately contrite.

  “Just let her wear that one home, Sebastian. They also come in packs if you’re interested. There are packs of three white or three assorted colors just below the rack,” Benton suggested. “Charlotte mentioned to me that Luna has an appointment with Dr. Richards tomorrow. This is the set that the doctor put together for Daddies before a visit. Do you need one or are you all set for her prep?” he asked looking at Sebastian.

  “I definitely need one of those. Thanks, Benton,” he took the bag and place it in the cart.

  “I’m glad to meet you, Luna. Come with me, Charlotte. I’d like to have a chat with my little impressionist.” Benton said lifting Charlotte into his arms and carrying her away.

  “I think we have everything now, Luna. Let’s go up to the front,” he suggested snipping the price tag off her bralette and helping her into her tee shirt.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Back at home, Sebastian fed his Little girl a light supper. Settling her in her crib with a bottle and a storybook, the loving Daddy told her to rest for a little bit. Raising the high railing so that even his long, legged baby couldn’t crawl out. He set up the room carefully. Luna needed to be prepped to see Dr. Richards. He would need to examine all of her.

  He decided to give her the first enema on her changing table. She was used to assuming a position with her bottom elevated above her head when he inserted her antibiotic suppositories. This would work perfectly for her cleansing before her doctor’s appointment. He opened the bag that they had purchased at Gordon’s. It was full of all sorts of goodies. He laid them out on her changing table: three sizes of anal plugs, a lar
ge bottle of cleanser, two sizes of enema bags and a set of nozzles. He made his selections and put away the extras.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Luna heard all sorts of sounds. She watched her Daddy unpack the stuff in the mysterious brown bag he’d purchased at Gordon’s. She had no idea what those things were. He’d put several things away leaving a wide, cylindrical object on her changing table. She heard water rushing and then, finally, her Daddy had returned to slide the railing down. He carried her over to the changing table and removed her diaper before turning her over on her knees.

  “Daddy? No more medicine, right?” she asked fearfully.

  “Little girls need all sorts of medicine, Luna. Lay your cheek down on the mat, firecracker,” he instructed watching to see that she followed his instructions before moving away.

  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her Daddy return with a large, red bag. It had something dangling from the bottom. He hung it on a hook next to the changing table. Returning to her side, he rubbed her bottom. She relaxed slightly until he opened the lubricant jar. “Daddy?”

  “Daddy’s going to help your bottom be clean for Dr. Richards. I’m going to give you a warm bath inside and then, I’ll give you a warm bath on the outside. Don’t you want to play with the bath toys we found at the checkout?” he distracted her as he pressed lubricant into her rectum. Leaving his finger in place to stretch her slightly, he caught the tubing on the enema bag moved his free hand down to the nozzle. Quickly, he removed his finger and inserted the slightly larger nozzle. It was smaller than the suppositories, so it didn’t seem so bad to his Little girl.

  You’re doing so well, Luna. Stay just like this,” he instructed as he wiped his hands clean quickly. “Good girl.” With a click, he started her enema.

  A gush of stinging warm water flowed into Luna’s bottom. Instinctively, she tried to sit up, but her Daddy stood next to her holding her shoulders to the mat. “Daddy, no!” Luna wailed. “I don’t like this!” She was dismayed. She hadn’t understood what her Daddy meant by a bath inside. She couldn’t move with her knees trapped under her body and her Daddy holding her firmly to the mat. “Please, please, stop it,” she begged.

  “Luna, Little girls need to have their bottoms cleaned regularly. You’ll have an enema often. Now, this isn’t so bad, is it, Luna?” her Daddy asked softly ignoring her wails of protest at having an enema regularly.

  She felt his fingers slide through the folds between her legs. Wiggling, she tried to avoid them. She knew what he would find. She was completely soaked. The minute he had put her in this position, her body had gone into overdrive. She didn’t want to admit even to herself, but she loved the feeling of being overpowered and receiving such intimate attention from her handsome Daddy. She whimpered into the padding under her cheek.

  “I know, Luna. It’s okay. Daddy will take care of you. He knows what you need. I love you, firecracker,” he said running a hand over her cheek. ‘You just let Daddy take care of you, okay?”

  “Okay,” she whispered kissing his hand as he brushed her lips.

  “Good girl, firecracker,” he praised.

  Throughout her enema, he soothed and comforted her. Rubbing her bulging tummy when the cramps hit as he urged the cleansing fluid higher in her intestines. Luna begged for him to stop often but she knew her Daddy would do what was best for her. Finally, he allowed her to sit on the sparkly potty throne.

  When she heard the water running in the bathtub, she was sure that this embarrassing treatment was over. She soon learned all cleansing had to be followed by a rinse. Luna was laid over the rim of the tub. She felt the nozzle stretch her sore anus. “No, Daddy. I’m clean inside.” The gush of warm water answered her. He held her in place until once again she was filled. This time he removed the nozzle and pressed the red, anal plug into her body. Turning her to sit in the bathtub, Sebastian took his time washing his Little girl. Exploring her body, he discovered that her sensitivity to caresses increased over her entire body while her bottom was full. He helped her find her pleasure twice as he soaped and rinsed her body. He smiled at the sight of Luna’s body melting against the back of the tub. He lifted her from the tub and wrapped her in a warm towel. Rubbing her skin briskly, the proud Daddy was sure to agitate the water in her tummy as he dried her body. Only then, did he remove the plug and allow her to sit on the potty.

  Luna was so thoroughly sated that she was barely conscious of her Daddy cleaning her bottom and wrapping her in a diaper. She laughed softly to herself remembering that Benton Gordon believed like her Daddy that Little girls shouldn’t wear anything to bed other than their diaper. She answered, “Daddy’s bed,” when given the choice of where to sleep. Her crib was wonderful for naps, but she loved sleeping with her Daddy.

  Chapter Twenty

  A whisker chin rubbed along Luna’s sensitive neck waking her. She stretched her chin away from the prickly caress to allow her Daddy to access more of the thin column. “Oooohhh!” she moaned softly reaching out to clasp his wide shoulders that loomed over her. “Daddy,” she sighed happily as his warm lips trailed over her cheek to take hers.

  Luna had been waiting to feel her Daddy’s body pressed intimately against her. She lifted her hips slightly to rub her pelvis against his furry thigh. She wondered momentarily where her diaper had gone. Within seconds, the feel of her sensitive, shaven mound brushing of his course hair swept away any mundane thoughts. Luna felt him shift to lay between her legs. She smiled against his lips as a strong hand wrapped around her hips pressing her body to his engorged penis. Her Daddy was as eager as she was to join together.

  Sebastian began kissing down her slight body. He hesitated momentarily to nibble at her earlobes enjoying her shiver against him. Her pink beaded nipples entranced him. He rolled each between his lips and tongue prompting small sounds of pleasure and pain mixed together. Her flat tummy pulled his caresses lower. Sebastian replayed his domination of her body as he administered her enemas last night. His Little girl had submitted prettily to his attentions.

  Wedging his wide shoulders between her thighs, Sebastian pulled apart her outer lips to expose her beautiful body to his view. Pausing to enjoy the sight of her spread open before him, Sebastian lowered his head finally to run a pointed tongue through the arousal fluid welling between her legs. “So sweet!” he complimented her catching her beautiful green eyes in his. Her shy blush captured his heart just a little more. She’d had lovers before. He was determined to wipe anyone else from her memory.

  Taking his time to arouse her body completely, Sebastian used his tongue and fingers to explore the treasures before him. He gently sucked her clitoris into his mouth holding her in place with his hands on her splayed thighs as her body leapt toward him. Lifting his mouth, he brushed his tongue along the sides of her vaginal entrance savoring her sweet essence as he dipped inside to taste her deeply. He slid a large finger into her tight channel seeking sensitive areas and pressing on them lightly. He memorized all the details she revealed by her soft sounds that spilled from her lips.

  When finally, he could resist the allure of her body no longer, Sebastian moved his body to cover hers. He kissed her deeply allowing her to taste her own passion on his lips. Deliberately he raised his lips to look into her dazed eyes. “Firecracker, are you ready for Daddy to make love to you fully?” he asked wanting her to be sure that she wanted this step. “I’ll never let you go after this,” he vowed.

  “Please, Daddy. I want to feel you inside me. Please,” she begged.

  He kissed her deeply and reached into the nightstand for a condom. As he slid it on, her thin, long fingers rushed in eagerly to help him stretch the condom over his penis. He placed the head of his erection at her entrance and pressed in slowly but steadily. Her hands gripped his shoulders digging her fingers in to his flesh as her body stretched to accommodate his girth. He reached between their bodies to roll one clenched nipple between his forefinger and thumb creating a gush of arousal that eased his way, slightly.
With a pinch to that impudent, pink nipple to distract her, he forged in completely.

  “Aaaahhh!” she cried feeling her body stretch to its maximum. As his body inched out before thrusting back in, the pressure of his invasion began to turn to pleasure. His fierce erection forced her body to rise to meet his thrusts as Luna was overwhelmed by sensations. She lost count of her orgasms as her mind disconnected from her body. She moved her body instinctively as his thrusts quickened and she heard his breath begin to rasp from his body. She plunged into a final orgasm squeezing his penis with her quaking body. He stilled completely before lunging forward into her depth. His release came with a loud yell of completion, “Luna!”

  They collapsed together trying to regain their breath. Sebastian supported his weight above his Little girl’s thin body. His forehead rested against hers for several minutes. Lifting his head, he kissed her deeply. “I love you, firecracker.”

  “I love you, Daddy,” she answered looking at him with eyes glowing with satisfaction.

  When they rolled out of bed to take a quick shower together, Sebastian disposed of the condom making a note to speak to the doctor today about birth control for his Little girl. He wanted to feel her wet warmth surround him soon.

  Chapter Twenty-one

  Luna’s morning went quickly. She wore one of her new skirts and shirts. The outfit made her green eyes look even larger. She was in a very good mood. She smiled at everyone. Her Daddy, “Dr. Graham,” she reminded herself mentally to speak formally in the office, came to check on her between patients. He looked as happy as she felt. After their lunch together, nerves set in for Luna as she worried about her appointment with Dr. Richards. When the last patient left, she dawdled over straightening her desk and turning off her computer.

  Finally, Sebastian scooped her out of her chair with a strong arm around her back and under her knees. He sat down in her chair cradling her to his warm body. “What’s wrong, firecracker?” he asked kissing her forehead.