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Chapter Twenty-Five
Twyla knew she’d been to Dr. Eric’s office before, but as they pulled into the small parking lot, it didn’t feel familiar. More like a vague sense of deja vu. Which made sense since the last time she’d been here, she’d been in bad, bad shape.
Mr. Fox came around to her side and let her out of the car. He even did that in the mornings at school. And yeah, if anyone noticed they’d probably think it was weird, but not much more than that. Exceptsheknew it was more than that, so much more.
It meantI’ve told you to wait until I come around the car to open your door and you’re going to obey me. It meantI’ll give you a hand when you step out and squeeze since I can’t kiss you or swat your backside. It meantYou’re doing this because you’re my good girl, aren’t you?Made her rub her thighs together.
He held her hand as they walked up to the door and Dr. Eric greeted them.
“Come on in,” he said as he walked them down the hall to an exam room. “Gunnar, could you help your little girl into a gown while I set out my instruments?”
Of course her daddy didn’t waste any time in stripping her dress and bra off.
“Diaper on or off?”
Twyla’s face burned with embarrassment. She knew that Dr. Eric knew Mr. Fox put her in diapers, but to hear it out loud was an exercise in humiliation.
“You can leave it on for now.”
When she was clad only in the thin pink cotton gown that tied in the back with castles and princesses and ponies on it, Dr. Eric gestured for her to take a seat on the exam table. With a nod from her daddy, she hopped up, her feet dangling off the edge.
“I’m sorry to hear you’re not feeling well, Twyla. But I’ve got to say you look a thousand times better than you did the first time I saw you.”
“Thank you,” she said, chewing on her lip and casting her gaze downward, feeling incredibly self-conscious. Dr. Eric might do this all the time, but she sure as hell did not.
“Your daddy must take very good care of you,” Dr. Eric said, as he scrubbed his hands in the sink.
“He does.”
Her gaze flickered to Mr. Fox who was now sitting in a chair to the side, his elbows resting on his knees and his fingers knit together. He seemed calm, but if she looked closer, his skin was tight around his eyes and his expression was even more intense than usual. He was worried about her. And she supposed, even though she thought it was stupid, that she could behave for this exam. Which would show nothing because she was fine.
She flinched as Dr. Eric pulled on his gloves, and also shivered. It wasn’t that she was afraid of him. From everything she could recall about her last visit, he’d been kind and gentle. But she hadn’t been to the doctor often and Dr. Eric was handsome and reminded her of Mr. Fox somehow, even though they didn’t look much alike. They were both tall and broad-shouldered but Mr. Fox looked like a viking with his blond hair and blue eyes and pale skin, and Dr. Eric had rich brown skin and black hair with brown eyes.
They were both handsome, and it both comforted and unnerved her that her Daddy clearly intended to stay for the exam. She felt better, calmer whenever he was close, better still when he was holding or cuddling her, and he’d seen every inch of her, but this was different.
It didn’t really matter, because it wasn’t up to her. Well, if she really put her foot down, said her special word that he always reminded her of when she was about to be spanked or when they were going to fool around—sparkle—then she could make it stop. But this didn’t seem worth it.
Dr. Eric stood in front of her and took his stethoscope from around his neck and put the earpieces in before reaching into the gown with the stethoscope. The cold metal made her suck air through her teeth, and made her nipples harden too. They poked through the thin fabric of the gown. Could this appointment should be any more embarrassing?
Dr. Eric made small talk while he was examining her, asking her about school and what she liked to do when she wasn’t at school. She tried not to laugh as she thought, “Mr. Fox—that’s what I like to do when I’m not at school or studying.”
But that seemed inappropriate to say so she didn’t. She was already going to get a spanking later for being disrespectful, she didn’t need to add any to the already significant number of swats she was anticipating.
After checking her ears, eyes, throat, and blood pressure, Dr. Eric had her lie back and he started to press on her tummy.
“When was your last bowel movement?”
Oh, god, did he really have to ask her that? She glanced at Mr. Fox who raised a commanding brow at her.
“Answer Dr. Eric’s question.”
“But—”
Her daddy shook his head. “No buts, little girl. I change your diaper and I’ve feasted on your pussy, and had my fingers inside every one of your holes. There’s no reason to be shy about your body’s natural functions.”
She’d gotten less mortified about using her diaper for pee, but she had refused to do a number two in it. Absolutely not. She was glad Mr. Fox hadn’t insisted, perhaps sensing that she would saysparkleto that.
“Monday,” she muttered, her face feeling like it was on fire. It was Thursday now.
