Later that night, I try not to think about the fact that I have to see Dr. Morgan in the morning. It’s just a follow-up visit.Hopefully he won’t need to see me naked, but I’m not counting on that.
After my bath, Daddy carries me to his room and tosses me onto his bed dramatically, making me giggle. I scramble back to the center while he strips, revealing every inch of his glorious body to me. I love these moments together. Special times when I’m not really Little.
When his cock is free, he strokes it. I crawl over to the side of the bed and take it into my mouth. He groans as I cup his balls and suck him deep, hollowing my cheeks out as I slide almost off him. One benefit of being bottle fed for two weeks is my jaw is stronger.
I’ve seen some Littles with pacifiers, including Anabel on occasion. They must have incredible skills with a blow job.
Daddy pulls me off eventually, growling. “I don’t want to come in your mouth, Melody. Lie back.”
I do as I’m told, spreading my legs apart so he can climb between them. His fingers go to my pussy. I’m already soaked. He fingers me there and holds my gaze while his fingers stray down to my tighter hole.
I suck in a gasp as he teases the entrance. I’m used to him pushing a finger inside me every morning, so it’s not foreign, but that’s not the same as doing so while we’re in his bed about to have sex. He eases his finger into me and starts to fuck me with it. “I’m going to want to take you here one of these days, Little one.”
I nod, unable to respond otherwise. It feels so good. I don’t even mind that he plans to put his cock inside my bottom. I bet it will feel good.
After getting me so hot I start squirming, he removes his finger, wipes it off on a wipe beside the bed, and returns to hover between my legs. Without warning, he plunges into me.
I gasp, loving the feel of him so deep inside me. I grab his biceps as he thrusts in and out, fucking me hard, the way I like it.
It doesn’t take long for me to come, and Daddy orgasms right behind me. He holds himself inside me for a while, stroking my cheeks and watching my expression. “I love you, baby girl.”
“I love you too, Daddy.” It’s not the first time we’ve said these words, but it’s the first time since we arrived on the island. It’s like we were in a rut and needed this to revive our relationship.
Also, not for the first time, I worry about what happens when we return to the mainland. I can’t even think about it. I still have ten more weeks. I won’t let it bother me.
Finally, Daddy pulls out of me. He grabs a diaper from the stack he keeps on his bedside table next to the wipes and tucks it under my bottom before lifting it around my thighs and closing it tight. He does this without cleaning his come off me first, and I’ve learned to love the feel of his come dripping out of me into the diaper when I go to sleep.
Chapter Eleven
I’m stressed the next morning as Daddy sets me on the end of the table in the doctor’s office and removes my shirt without a word. As we wait for Dr. Morgan to come into the room, he holds my hand, lifting it to his lips to kiss my knuckles occasionally.
Finally, Dr. Morgan comes in. He smiles at me. “Melody. So good to see you. How are you?”
“Fine, Sir.” I squirm on his table.
Dr. Morgan shakes Daddy’s hand and pulls up a stool. “So, tell me how things are going? Has she adjusted well?”
“Yes. Beyond my expectations.”
“She’s been on formula only so far, right?”
“Yes.”
“You could start introducing a soft diet now if you’d like. I’d suggest two jars of baby food and a half bottle at her morning and late afternoon feedings. As she adjusts to that, you can start solid foods. Slowly. Cut the pieces small. Use a highchair and let her eat with her fingers.”
Daddy nods.
The doctor checks my vitals like he did last time and has me lie back so he can palpate my tummy. He doesn’t inspect my boobs this time, for which I’m grateful. Daddy holds my handsabove my head though. That’s not surprising. “She’s wetting herself often enough?”
“Yes. And we’ve used the suppositories in the morning like you suggested. They work perfectly.”
“Good. I’ll give you a new prescription for those. They will come in a packet that you punch one through each day. They will gradually become less and less potent until they are nothing but a placebo. She won’t know when they are no longer serving any physical purpose. Her body will learn to empty itself fifteen minutes after you put them inside her even after they switch to being nothing but a dissolvable capsule.”
Daddy chuckles. “Perfect.”
Dr. Morgan removes my diaper next, making me bite my lip. I’d been hoping he wouldn’t. He pushes my legs open and inspects my pussy. “Looks great. Whatever you’re doing with the diaper cream, keep it up. Keep her shaved like this too. Every other day is fine. It’s important to keep her pussy completely free of hair.” He pats my pussy as he says this, making me whimper.
“Let’s get your temperature, sweetie,” he says as he lifts my ankles and pushes my knees up to expose my bottom.
