“I’m glad this diaper didn’t leak. The Aunties had you swaddled good and tight, though. Still, they might want to see about putting you in plastic panties, too. Just to be on the safe side.” He chuckled as he unfastened the four tapes. “That’s what I’d do if you were staying the night with me.”
A warm feeling suffused inside Iris. It wasn’t that she wanted to leave the nursery. In only a couple of days that place felt like home. But staying the night with Jack? That would be amazing!
Her mind emptied of all thoughts as Jack pulled her sodden nappy away, exposing her most sensitive area to the cool air around them.
“Just lay still like a good girl and let me clean you,” he said, taking a wipe from the warmer that rested in the corner of the changing table.
She couldn’t have moved even if she would have wanted to. Immobilized by a strange mix of nervousness and pleasure, Iris lay there while Jack gently worked the wet wipe up and down her slit. He cleaned the entire swath between her legs and then said, “Good girl. Now comes the powder.”
The comforting aroma swirled in the air, and the coolness of the powder further relaxed Iris as it fell on her skin. A moment later, she had a dry diaper on.
Part of her was relieved to be covered once again.
But part of her wanted to be exposed. She wanted Jack to explore even more…
“Come on. I’m going to wash up and then carry you down for breakfast. You might as well wash your hands, too, before you eat.”
Helping her from the changing table, he guided her into the attached bathroom where they both lathered soap on their hands and scrubbed. Once they were downstairs again and walking into the kitchen, Jack said, “The diaper held. But just barely. You might want to put some plastic pants on her tonight.”
Working at the island, Athena looked up. “Are you telling me how to run my nursery?” The smirk on her face told Iris this was all in good fun.
“I’m an expert Daddy,” Jack pointed out. “So, yeah. I am.”
Athena picked up a biscuit and tossed it at him.
He laughed, caught it effortlessly, and then tore a chunk off with his teeth. “Hey, this is pretty good.”
“My grandma’s recipe,” Caroline called over her shoulder while pulling orange juice and milk from the fridge.
“Well, your grandma knew her stuff.” He ate some more and then asked, “Has Iris seen the doctor yet?”
The Little’s back stiffened at this.
A doctor? What on earth were they talking about?
“Nope. And that’s one recommendation from you that I’ll take,” Athena said. “Because I was thinking the same thing.”
“Do you have a full house today?” Jack asked.
Sitting at the table in the breakfast nook, Trevon swiped and tapped on the iPad before him. “Looks like we do. Nine coming today. Man, this place will be a zoo.”
Jack nodded. “Well, I’ll have some free time this afternoon. Around three. Let me call the doc, see if he can get her in, and if so, I’ll swing by and pick her up. I’d feel better if she had a thorough exam.”
It occurred to Iris that she didn’t have a say in this. She was a Little, after all. Right now, she was under their care. Her opinion didn’t really matter much as far as they were concerned. Not when it came to her own good.
“Deal,” Athena said.
Iris just hung her head and grumbled.
A doctor’s visit?
Yucky. Yucky. Yucky.
Chapter Eighteen
After breakfast, Iris thought of playing with the other Littles, but her conscience just wouldn’t let her.
“Are there some chores or something I could do?” she asked Auntie Athena.
