After breakfast and a long soak in the tub, Elizabeth was ready to curl up in bed to take a nap. Wrapped in a towel, she sat on the counter as her Daddy dried her hair. She loved the warm air and the rhythmic stroke of the brush through her tresses as she watched his handsome face concentrating on his efforts. He is so dedicated to being a good Daddy.
A knock on the door made her clutch the towel wrapped around her. “Who’s that? Could you tell the Littles I can’t play until I get dressed?”
“I’ll tell them. I have a feeling it’s someone else,” Talon hinted as he left the bathroom to answer the door.
Who else would come to the door?
Hearing the male voice answer Talon’s greeting, she remembered her appointment with Doc. She froze in place, looking around to find somewhere to hide. Foiled by Talon’s return, she said, “I’m good. I don’t need to see Doc today,” as she hopped down from the vanity.
“This is a check-up to keep you healthy,” Talon reminded her, taking her hand to lead her into the main room.
“Hi, Elizabeth. I’m here to take you and your Daddy to the medical room.”
Pressing her hands to the sides of her face, she quickly addressed Doc. “Hi! Sorry to waste your time. I’m good.”
“I’m glad to hear that. Let’s go make sure.”
Elizabeth squeaked when her Daddy picked her up in his arms and carried her out the door that Doc held open for them. It all happened so fast she didn’t protest. She was more worried about running into anyone dressed only in a towel. They walked down the empty hallway to a room with Medical written on it in big letters. Doc opened the door to an already lighted room equipped with an examination table. She swallowed hard when she saw the leg supports usually used in a pelvic exam.
“Have a seat on the table. Your Daddy will help you,” Doc told her.
“Oh, I meant I don’t need an exam,” she rushed to assure him as Talon set her on the paper-topped table.
Talon wrapped his hands around her waist to tether her in place when she wiggled to get off the crinkly surface. When she looked at her Daddy, begging him with her eyes to go back to their room, he said softly, “You will have an exam. I want you to be healthy and happy. Doc takes care of everyone here. Did you talk to the other Littles about seeing him?”
“I did. They all said they’ve had an exam. Harper said she knows her Daddy loves her.” Leaning in, she whispered in Talon’s ear, “I don’t want to be naked in front of Doc.”
“That’s going to happen, Little girl. He can’t make sure you’re okay if he doesn’t check everywhere.”
Doc looped his stethoscope around his neck and told her, “Elizabeth, I’ve seen a lot of men and women naked over the years. Everyone comes in different shapes and sizes. I don’t care what your body looks like. I only care that you are healthy.”
Studying his face, she could see he was telling the truth. “I’m scared,” she confessed.
“I understand that. Your Daddy is by your side, but I think you need backup. Is your bear here? Wasn’t his name Vichyssoise?”
A giggle escaped her at the thought of a stuffie with a name that fancy. “No, his name is Borscht.”
“That might be easier to spell?” Doc asked, looking quizzically at her as if he wasn’t sure about that fact.
“I’ll get Borscht,” Talon assured her. “Stay right there.”
He ran down the hall and was back in a flash. Elizabeth used the time to look around and noticed Doc had several things on the counter to use. She was scooting toward the edge of the table when Talon returned and looped an arm around her waist to haul her backwards.
“Let’s not have you fall off the table, Buttercup,” he said as he handed her bear to her.
Elizabeth hid her face in his soft pink fur. He did make her feel better. “Thank you.”
“Alright. You hug Borscht and I’ll check a few things,” Doc said as he grabbed a handheld device from the counter.
After checking her eyes and ears, he asked her to open her mouth and say, “Ah.”
“Ahhhhhh!” Elizabeth followed directions, pulling out the word as he looked at her throat.
“Everything looks pretty good. I’m a bit worried that your eyes are slightly bloodshot. Have you had your eyes tested lately?” Doc asked.
Elizabeth nodded ruefully. “I’m supposed to wear glasses when I read a lot of documents. I forget to put them on sometimes.”
“I can tell. That’s a good thing for you and your Daddy to work on,” Doc suggested.
“Oh, I’ll do better at remembering,” Elizabeth rushed to assure them both.
“Daddy will help. That’s my job, right? To take care of you,” Talon told her firmly.
“Pulse next,” Doc warned.
She appreciated him telling her what he was doing. It made her less anxious. Elizabeth held out one hand so he could feel her pulse at her wrist.
“A bit elevated but I seem to worry people sometimes,” Doc said. “I do want to check your blood pressure.”
Sitting still as he wrapped a cuff around her upper arm, Elizabeth hugged Borscht with the other hand. She tried to think calm thoughts.
“High, Little girl. Has your regular doctor talked to you about some medicine?” Doc asked, pinning her in place with his observant gaze.
“Well, yes. We’ve talked about it. I promised to work out more and watch my salt intake.”
“And did you do that?” Doc probed.
She shifted uncomfortably on the table. “No.”
Talon pulled out his phone and opened a new note. “I better make a list. Glasses, exercise, salt.”
“We’ll recheck this every month to see if it comes down. If it doesn’t in a couple months, you’re going back to the doctor for a prescription. There’s no shame in taking medicine. There is harm in damaging your heart when you can prevent it. I have a feeling the stress of your job and the long hours take a toll on you. Exercise and sufficient rest is probably going to help the most. There’s a walking trail through the land behind the complex. A stroll after work would help you relax. I bet a bunch of Littles would like to go with you. Then, it’s not really exercise, it’s ‘let’s go look at the tadpoles in the creek’ or ‘there’s a fawn in the woods’.”
“There’s a baby fawn in the woods?” she asked, instantly intrigued.
“Maybe?” Doc suggested. “Let me listen to your chest and lungs.”
Talon reached forward to unfasten the towel wrapped around her.
“Daddy! No!” Elizabeth clutched his hands, holding the material in place.
“This is going to come off, Little girl. Do you want to cooperate now or with a red bottom?” Talon asked.
Not liking the stern look on his face, Elizabeth whispered, “Don’t make me.”
“Doc can’t listen to your lungs through the thick material, Little girl. I’ve already learned you aren’t doing everything you should to take care of yourself. He’s here to help,” Talon assured her.
She stared at him for several long seconds, expecting him to back down, but Talon looked steadily back at her with a resolute expression. With a sigh, Elizabeth closed her eyes and let go of his hands. She felt the material slide down her body to puddle around her waist.
“This may be cold, Little girl,” Doc warned and pressed the stethoscope to her chest. He listened in several places, even under her breasts, but his touch remained professional. When he switched to her back, Elizabeth pulled the towel up to cover her chest.
“Your heart and lungs sound very healthy. Time to lie on your side,” Doc directed.
Confused, Elizabeth started to follow his directions. As she shifted on the exam table, Talon unwound the towel from around her body and draped it over her side. She heard Doc pick up something from the counter behind her. Looking over her shoulder, she watched the medic offer a fairly large box to her Daddy.
“Do you need another thermometer? This is what I recommend for Little girls.”
“Yes. I took the one I had here to Elizabeth’s apartment,” Talon told him as he accepted the item.
“Use whatever lubricant you prefer,” Doc told him.
“Lubricant?” Elizabeth echoed.
Doc patted her hip. She watched him maneuver gloves onto his oversized hands and then squeeze a generous amount of a thick substance from a large tube onto his fingertip. When he lifted the towel over her bottom, Elizabeth squealed and tried to roll back over.
“None of that, Little girl,” Talon said, firmly pressing his hand against her hip before pulling her top knee across her body to rest on the edge of the table, tethering Elizabeth in place on her side.
Without delaying, Doc spread her buttocks and rubbed lubricant around her small rosette. He pushed a finger into her bottom and moved it around to coat the walls of her tight channel with the slippery mixture.
“Talon, Elizabeth is very tight here. I would suggest you start using anal plugs to stretch her bottom,” Doc suggested as he moved his finger in and out of her.
The heat already building in her body because of the exam burst into flames. The exploring touch and the knowledge her Daddy would pay attention to her bottom combined to make her juices flow liberally. Please don’t let the paper get wet. Maybe they won’t notice?
“Press the thermometer into her bottom until you reach resistance. Then, hold it there for several seconds. When you see or feel her relax, adjust the placement. The device will measure most accurately when inserted deeply,” Doc instructed. “Leave it in place for ten minutes or longer.”
Elizabeth squeezed her eyelids shut as Doc twirled the intruder inside her. Each time, it seemed to move a bit further inside. She tried to distract herself so she wouldn’t think about how erotic it was to have something in her bottom. The image of Talon lubricating a large plug to go in her bottom popped into her brain. What made it even sexier was she knew he would follow through on Doc’s advice. He would pay attention to her bottom regularly. She pulled Borscht close as she moaned softly in arousal.
“Little girls have very sensitive bottoms. Your Little is very responsive. You are a very lucky man,” Doc complimented.
Talon smoothed a hand over her hip. “I know.”
Finally, Doc removed the device from her bottom and announced the results. “Perfect. I will give her some medicine because she’s congested, though.”
A smaller tip poked into her opening and Elizabeth felt a stream of liquid flow inside. She immediately clenched her buttocks, but it was too late. The medicine was inside.
“Let that sit inside her for as long as possible. Perhaps a nap after the exam would be best,” Doc suggested as he peeled off his gloves to throw them in the trash. “Alright, Little one. Roll on your back. I need to check a couple more areas before we’re done.”
Cautiously, Elizabeth followed his directions. Talon helped her by adjusting the towel to stretch over her front.
Doc opened a cabinet and withdrew a wedge-shaped pillow. “We’ll prop up her bottom a bit to help the medicine flow deep. Would you lift Elizabeth’s hips for me?” the medic requested.
Talon squeezed her hand before sliding his hands under her bottom. He lifted her lower half above the table while Doc placed the pillow under the paper protecting the exam table.
“That’s perfect. Talon, you need to examine Elizabeth’s breasts every month. It’s best right after her period so her breasts will be less tender. Stand behind your Little’s head for this next part so you can see best.”
“Elizabeth, you are doing such a great job. I’m very proud of you. Reach your hands up to your Daddy,” Doc requested.
When she followed his instructions, Talon set Borscht by her face before linking his hands with hers and pressing them to the top of the table above her head. Elizabeth squirmed when Doc folded the towel down to below her waist.
“Nooooo,” she wailed.
“I know. This is hard for Little girls. You’ll be okay. Your Daddy is holding your hands. He’s not going to let anything happen to you. He needs to know how to protect you.”
“First, look at Elizabeth’s breasts, checking for dimples, swelling, or visible lumps. If there are any changes, let me know.”
Elizabeth struggled to hold still as both men focused on her breasts. When Doc moved several seconds later to examine her, she almost breathed a sigh of relief until he touched her.
Doc pressed his fingers against one breast and moved in a clockwise fashion around the mound, looking for anything concerning as he described in detail what he was doing for Talon’s reference. Elizabeth had a difficult time listening to his directions. She could only focus on his probing touch. He finished by squeezing and pulling on her nipple before checking the other side.
“Everything feels great, Elizabeth. Almost done,” Doc promised as he removed the towel from her body, leaving her naked on the table.
“Wait!”
“Just a few minutes, Elizabeth. Would having your stuffie back make you feel better?” Doc asked.
“Y… Yes,” she said, knowing her voice revealed her emotions.
“Then, let’s make that happen.”
Doc looked up at Talon. “You can release her hands. She’s going to be a good girl, I can tell.”
Elizabeth nodded without really knowing what she was promising to behave for, and her Daddy released her hands.
Free, Elizabeth pulled Borscht to her chest to cuddle. Suspicious, she watched as Doc motioned Talon to the side of the table.
“We’ll shift her body to the bottom edge of the table,” Doc instructed.
The two men slid their hands under the cushion and her upper back and moved her down the exam table. Talon followed Doc’s movements as the medic bent her legs and secured them into the stirrups he pulled from below the surface of the table. Elizabeth tried to kick her legs free but the straps around her ankles and upper calves held her firmly in place.
“You don’t have to tie me,” Elizabeth complained.
Both men just looked at her to remind her they’d just seen her try to get loose. “You’ll be safe now, Little one,” Doc said in an even tone.
He stepped between her widely stretched legs and motioned Talon to move closer. With a click, Doc turned on a standing lamp. Adjusting it so the light fell on her most private area, Elizabeth knew they could both see how wet she was as well as everything else about her.
I’m never going to be able to look at Doc again.
“You had sex last night?” Doc asked as he pulled on gloves.
Elizabeth wanted the earth to open and swallow her up. Talon answered him easily.
“Three times last night. She did soak in a warm bath this morning.”
“Smart. Another bath tonight wouldn’t hurt. Her tissues are still enflamed,” Doc said, stroking her inner labia with his fingers as he probed for tender spots. “She lubricates well, but you may wish to add more during prolonged love making.”
“Gotcha,” Talon said and noted it on his phone as Doc sat down between her thighs.
“You’ll feel my fingers enter your vagina, Elizabeth. Try to relax.”
After a careful digital exam, Doc stood and ran the warm water before holding a plastic device Elizabeth hated in the flow. Retaking his seat, he warned, “Now, I’ll insert the speculum.”
Elizabeth sighed with relief. It wasn’t the cold metal thing her regular doctor used. The warmed one was invasive but not shiver inducing.
“Your cervix looks good. Are you up to date on your pap smears?” he asked.
“I just had it a couple months ago,” she assured him.
“Good girl,” Doc praised her as he withdrew the speculum. “I’m all done. That didn’t hurt, did it?”
“No,” she whispered, and Doc rewarded her with a pat on her inner thigh.
“Let me get you cleaned up, and you’ll be ready to head back to your apartment for a nap,” Doc suggested.
Before she could protest that she could take care of herself, Doc grabbed a moistened wipe. He had all the lubricant and juices from between her thighs, buttocks, and even the tops of her thighs cleaned quickly.
Soon, the men released her legs and Talon scooped her up in his arms. Doc draped the towel over her body so she wouldn’t get cold in the hall and opened the door. Her Daddy carried Elizabeth and Borscht back to their apartment and straight to bed.
“Naptime, Little girl. How about I read you a story?”
“I’m not tired, Daddy,” she protested.
“We’ll see,” he suggested, pulling a book from the shelf under the nightstand.
Elizabeth didn’t see any of the pictures after the first three pages.