Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
When they entered the exam room, a woman in her forties with a tight bun in her hair was already there. She smiled warmly and greeted Annie with a pat on her shoulder. “You must be Annie. I’m Nurse Kay. Don’t you fret, sweetie. You’re going to love it here.”
It was impossible not to fret. Annie had never been this nervous. She knew she’d made the right decision, but taking this leap was huge.
“Let’s get your clothes off, sweetie,” Theo said, reaching for the hem of her dress.
He hadn’t given her a bra, so the moment her boobs were exposed to everyone in the room, she felt self-conscious and covered them with crossed arms. Besides the fact that three adults were in the room, there were large glass windows that opened to the hallway and would allow anyone walking by to see in.
Granted, she doubted many people would be walking by. She hadn’t seen anyone besides these three since she’d entered this pristine white sterile environment.
Nevertheless, the existence of the glass made her feel more exposed, and she was panting and filled with self-doubt. Could she do this?
The exposure wasn’t a big deal; she told herself. She was used to Theo seeing her naked. Who cared if another nurse and a doctor also saw her naked?
When he squatted in front of her, he removed her shoes before setting his hands on her hips. “Squeeze your legs together, sweetie.”
She frowned as she did so. “Why?”
“This is the last time you’ll wear panties. The last time you’ll be able to pull your thighs together except occasionally when you’re naked.”
She shivered as he dragged her panties down her legs. She also kept her legs together.
“Let’s get you on the scale, Little one,” Dr. Farwell said.
Annie held her breath and kept her arms crossed as Theo led her to the scale and helped her step onto it. He lifted her chin and met her gaze. “What did I say about your weight?”
She sighed. “That it doesn’t matter as long as I’m healthy.”
“That’s right.” He tweaked her nose.
Dr. Farwell smiled. “Turn and stand tall so I can get your height, Baby girl.”
She put her back to the wall, not making eye contact with anyone.
“Arms at your sides, Annie,” Dr. Farwell demanded. “Shoulders back.”
She gritted her teeth as she obeyed the instructions. It was hard. She felt so exposed. Were they all looking at her tummy and judging her? Or maybe her boobs?
“Can you help her onto the end of the exam table, Theo?” Dr. Farwell asked as Theo led her to the center of the room.
Theo grabbed her around the waist and picked her up to set her on the table. When she started to cover her chest again, he circled her wrists and lowered them to her sides. “It’s normal for the adult in you to feel exposed and embarrassed. You’ll always retain a piece of that. But the Little in you doesn’t care who sees her naked body. Let the Little come to the front.”
She thought about his words and tried not to let her mind stray to her nudity.
Dr. Farwell pulled up a rolling chair and sat in front of her. He set his hands on her knees. “Spread your legs for me, Little one.”
When she did, he pulled a padded attachment out from under the table and settled it between her knees. “That will help you keep your thighs open. We’ll keep you in padded diapers that are thicker than usual for a while to help you get used to the feeling.”
She shivered. Thicker than the usual diapers she wore?
Dr. Farwell stood. “Lift your arms up and clasp your hands behind your head.”
She couldn’t stop trembling as she did so. Her chest was so exposed, and she realized that was the intention when he set his hands on her sides and eased them up to stroke the undersides of her boobs.
“I’m going to examine your breasts both sitting and lying down to make sure there are no abnormalities. Have you ever had any issues with them before?”
She shook her head, trying so hard not to think about his hands and the way he was cupping her boobs. She tried to think of anything but her hard nipples as Dr. Farwell moved to one side of the exam table. He set one hand on her back and used the other to examine her breast, squeezing the thick flesh, molding it with his palm.
She nearly jumped off the table when he flicked her nipple, and she swayed when he pinched it. A whimper escaped her lips.
“Her breasts are sensitive,” he told everyone in the room.
Theo nodded. “Yes. She reacts strongly to any contact and even just the exposure.” Standing across from Dr. Farwell, Theo set a hand on her thigh. “I’m sure her pussy is wet too.”