Roman’s orgasm ripped through his body. He muffled his yell as he emptied himself into the towel. When his brain functioned again, Roman checked the video feed, hopeful that he hadn’t disturbed her sleep. To his delight, he could see that Coco hadn’t shifted.
“Sweet dreams, Little girl.”
After cleaning himself up, he tossed the towel into the hamper and tucked his still-hard shaft back into his jeans. Shaking his head with a smile, Roman suspected he’d always have a hard-on around his Little girl. He splashed some water on his face to help him focus and forced himself down the hall to avoid disturbing her.
Fixing himself an iced tea, Roman made plans. First on his list, calling Dr. Richards. Second, creating a list of rules and consequences to discuss with Coco. He would modify them based on her input but wanted to have a beginning for them. He even made rules for himself. Third, he ordered some extra supplies that he would need. And finally, he prepared a bottle to warm up when she woke.
With the bottle prepared in the refrigerator, he sat down at the island and called the number he’d received when he’d discovered PLAYTIME and the age play community in town. The number rang three times. As he prepared to leave a message, a man answered.
“Matt Richards. How may I help you?”
“Hi, Dr. Richards. Benton Gordon gave me your name. I recently found my Little girl thanks to the PLAYTIME app.”
“Congratulations! Noah Sandoval’s coding has created incredible pairings for Littles. What can I do for you?”
“I would like to bring Coco in for a complete exam. I want to ensure that she is healthy,” Roman told him.
“Of course. I see my Little patients at my home office when I’m not in the hospital. I happen to have an opening next weekend on Saturday at eleven. Would that work for you?”
“Eleven on Saturday next week works perfectly. Is there anything that you need prior to the appointment?”
“It’s best to bring a list of her medications and any health concerns. I’ll save a long block of time to give her an extensive new-patient exam. I do ask that my patients have at least two thorough enemas prior to their appointments. If you’re unsure how to administer those, I can handle that in the office for her first appointment.”
Roman forced himself to concentrate on the call instead of allowing his mind to imagine treating Coco so intimately. “I have the equipment here, Dr. Richards. Is there a particular formula or other guidelines you suggest for the best result?”
“I have an instructional video if that would help you,” Dr. Richards suggested. “I have your telephone number from your call. Give me a few minutes and I’ll send a link to you.”
His voice hardened as he continued, “I do ask that you keep the video private. My Little girl is featured in the video with her permission, but I don’t wish to have her willingness to help other Littles abused.”
“That won’t happen, doctor. My thanks to both of you for helping me take the best care of my Little girl,” Roman answered the Daddy’s concern.
“Thank you. I will see you next Saturday at eleven.”
A video popped onto his phone about three minutes later. Roman took notes as he watched. Thankfully, he found all the ingredients for both the cleansing enema and the rinse in his kitchen. Zoey enchanted him with her obvious sweetness and honesty in expressing her feelings. While she struggled through the treatment, Dr. Richards distracted her masterfully. Romanlearned not only the mechanics of giving an enema, but the skills to help Coco tolerate the cleaning treatment.
He would help her get accustomed to being a Little girl this week before needing to prepare her. She’d already shown so much bravery. Roman wanted to reward her tonight. They would have a quiet evening together. For now, he settled down with a good book and his phone to keep an eye on his sleeping Little.
Ninety minutes later,he heard the bedcovers rustle. Picking up his phone, he watched her wiggle and stretch. Roman could tell the minute the dilator in her bottom reminded Coco of its presence. She froze and then moved gingerly again.
Slowly pushing herself onto her knees, Coco rubbed her eyes. Her movements jostled her naked breasts, reminding her she only wore a diaper. She rubbed her hand over the decorated exterior of the padded garment. To his delight, she smiled slightly behind the pacifier. Coco loved being Little just as he thought.
Roman stood and grabbed the bottle from the refrigerator. He popped it in the microwave for a few seconds to knock off the chill and warm it slightly. As he shook the container to ensure the mixture was a uniform temperature and well blended, Roman headed for the nursery.
When he opened the door, she sat with her hands wrapped around the slats of the crib. She rattled them as she tried to figure out how to lower the railing. Spotting him in the doorway, Coco pulled the pacifier from her mouth and said, “I can’t get this to move.”
“Hi, Little girl. Did you have a nice nap?” he asked, crossing the room. He set the bottle next to the oversized rocking chair before resting his forearms on the crib rail to look down at her.
She rubbed her eyes as she looked up at him. Still drowsy from her deep sleep, Coco complained, “I don’t like napping. I always wake up grumpy.”
“Thank you for sharing your feelings, Coco. Daddy needs to know that. Let’s see if I can change that.”
Roman triggered the release with his foot and lowered the railing. Before she could scramble out, he picked her up and cradled his Little in his arms. He carried her to the rocker and sat down, easing Coco into position to drink her bottle. “Here, baby. Try this for Daddy.”
“I’m not a baby,” she protested, moving her head to avoid the bottle.
As he brushed the nipple across her lips, Roman spoke quietly so she had to be still to listen. “Is there something wrong with being a baby? Daddy enjoys taking care of his Little girl. I love holding you in my arms and rocking you. I bet waking up slowly will erase your grumpy feelings.”
His heart skipped a beat when she relented and opened her mouth for him to slide the nipple inside. Roman rocked the chair below them slowly, soothing her as she tasted the mixture. Her brow crinkled and smoothed out as she drew the liquid eagerly into her mouth. She liked it.
