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She sniffled and wiped a cascading tear. “Yes, sir.”

He nodded, smiled, and said, “Good girl.”

He hugged her tightly. He felt her body relax in his tight embrace. He gently swayed her.

“I don’t like having to discipline you, baby doll. But when you say such ugly things, you leave me no choice.”

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry.”

“Good girl.”

He let his arm fall lower until his hand reached her still smarting bottom. He patted it softly.

Was he pushing it? Maybe. She wasn’t his Little. At least, they hadn’t established any kind of formal relationship dynamic. But he’d been dreaming about this woman for so long. And fate had delivered them to this moment. He wasn’t about to waste it.

He pulled away and took another look at her chart.

“Honey, in your paperwork it says you wear diapers. But I don’t see one.” He made a show of looking at her discarded panties. “Don’t get me wrong, those little undies are as cute as can be—especially on a cutie like you—but they need to be worn over a diaper.”

She giggled and looked at the floor, too bashful to look him in the eyes.

“We have a whole shelf of diapers for little cuties like you. Would you like to see?” he said.

It took Ella a few seconds, but she eventually nodded, still keeping her eyes trained at the floor the entire time.

The doctor walked to one of the built-in cabinets along the wall and opened the doors. “Come here, honey. Pick which one you want. There are plenty to choose from.”

He held out his hand. Ella was slow joining him, but she made her way to the cabinet and peered inside.

“That one,” she said quietly.

He pulled out a bulky, plastic-backed disposable nappy and nodded his approval. “What does it have on it?” he asked, pointing to one of the characters depicted on the garment.

“Princesses,” she said bashfully, smiling as she saw the cartoonish princess. “She has a tiara and a wand.”

“That’s right,” the doc said. “And I think you need a tiara and wand, too. I know for a fact they sell them at the store. When we go pick out that toy, we’ll pick them up, as well.”

“Thank you,” she said.

He thought she almost called him Daddy again but had stopped short of it.

That’s okay, he thought. She’ll call me that soon enough.

Chapter Eleven

Ella drew a deep breath and tried willing her body to stop shaking.

She’d never felt as exposed and vulnerable as she did right now. Lying atop the exam table, her legs spread wide, Dr. Kirk was standing between them, putting on her diaper.

Her. Diaper.

Oh my gosh, this is so humiliating. But I can’t stop myself from going along with it! I freaking love every second of this.

Dr. Kirk sent a poof of baby powder between her legs. She lurched as he began spreading it, his fingers light and soothing as he touched her most sensitive area.

The diaper rustled loudly as he brought the front up and to her waist. Part of her was happy to not be so exposed now. The other part hated being covered. She wanted him to explore more. Deeper. Every inch of her.

“Do you want to wear those cute panties over your diaper, honey?”

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