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But that was not what was supposed to be happening now, she was just supposed to be getting a pelvic exam. From what she’d heard from the girls at school, it was uncomfortable and embarrassing. She got the embarrassment part, but so far discomfort was not what she was feeling. Unless you counted how unpleasant it was to be this turned on, and with nothing to do about it.
In an effort to calm herself, Twyla closed her eyes and tried to breathe slowly and deeply but then there was a burst of light and heat between her legs and her eyes flew open. It was just Dr. Eric putting a light behind him that shone over his shoulder, probably so he could see better. And he was going to see how wet she was, which made her cheeks heat. First he was going to have to take her diaper off which made her even more humiliated. Which made her feel even more swollen and soaked between her thighs, and what the hell was with that?
Dr. Eric pushed the gown up until it bunched at the tops of her thighs and proceeded to remove her diaper, not even commenting on it. Did he really see so many little girls and boys that it was totally normal for him to see a grown woman in a diaper? Of course, she didn’tfeelgrown.
Yeah, she was getting a pelvic exam but in her heart, in her chest, she didn’t feel like an adult. She felt like a nervous little girl who wanted someone to hold her hand and tell her it was going to be fine. Luckily for her, she had someone who would do that.
“Daddy?”
Her voice was barely above a whisper and it sounded unsteady to her own ears, like she might cry.
In a second, Mr. Fox was by her side, and the first thing he did was scoop up her hand, the second was to brush a hand over her forehead and into her hair.
“You okay, sweetheart? What’s wrong?”
“Just nervous, I’ve never done this before. Can you sit with me?”
“Of course, babygirl.”
He slid a wheeled stool up next to her and she gazed at him while Dr. Eric spread her knees even wider apart, switched gloves, and then began to prod her sex. It was awkward and clinical and professional in a way that made her feel like she was being evaluated somehow, inspected. Mortifying and super hot at the same time, and Twyla couldn’t decide whether she wanted this over as soon as possible or whether she wanted the torment to go on forever.
It didn’t go on forever.
“Okay, Twyla,” Dr. Eric said, “I’m going to insert the speculum now. You know what that is?”
“Yes.”
“It might be a little uncomfortable and feel kinda weird, but it shouldn’t hurt. You let me know if it does and I’ll see what I can do.”
“Okay.”
She hadn’t torn her gaze away from Mr. Fox’s face. It was just so… He was so…comforting. Strong. He cared about what happened to her. He wanted her to be safe and happy and satisfied, and he was doing the best to give her all those things, even when she argued with him. Maybe especially when she argued with him.
Twyla felt Dr. Eric insert the speculum and he was right—it did feel kinda weird. But it didn’t hurt. Nor did it hurt when he eased the blades open and it stretched her vagina. No, that was a different feeling altogether; the kind that made her part her lips and breathe heavy.
Her daddy leaned over so his face was close to hers and she could smell the reassuring scent of him. Nothing bad could happen if he was this close. Even if she was embarrassed, it was okay. Neither of these men thought she was a whore or a slut or a freak, at least not in a bad way. No, Mr. Fox seemed to really enjoy giving her pleasure no matter how she took it.
“Doing okay?”
She nodded tightly and did her best not to squirm.
“You like that, little girl? The feeling of Dr. Eric stretching your sweet pussy wide open, looking at how wet you are?”
She closed her eyes and moaned, even though she didn’t want to. But it was impossible not to. She could lie, but she would get spanked for that later because Mr. Fox would know she’d lied, she knew he would. He always did.
So despite how much it set her cheeks on fire, she whispered, “Yes.”
“She’s good, Eric. In fact, maybe you want to crank her open a little more. She likes it.”
Oh god, oh god, oh god. She did, and the idea of being prized even further open made her moan again, turn her face so Mr. Fox couldn’t see exactly how turned on she was.
Dr. Eric carefully spread her a little more and when he was through, she was downright panting.
“If she enjoys this stretching sensation, you might want to try fisting or an inflatable dildo. Or you know, straight up med fetish play is always an option.”
“I will definitely keep those things in mind,” Mr. Fox responded, though he didn’t look away from her face.
There were a few strange sensations inside of her which only slightly dulled her want, her need, and then—somewhat to her dismay—the speculum closed and Dr. Eric withdrew it. She was pretty sure the girls at school either had a very different doctor than she did or their bodies were not at all like hers.
