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The restraints were driving her even further into the new place.
“You’ll need to watch her bowel movements today,” Tricia stated while Mindy floated into a new dimension. “She was a naughty girl this morning and ate a fudgesicle before I picked her up. Her tummy might get upset.”
Mindy moaned so loud as Tricia spoke that it sounded like a sonic boom to her ears. The way Tricia discussed her behavior combined with the feel of the doctor’s fingers deep inside her, stretching her bottom, made her heart race and her private parts pulse with need.
“Help her out,” Dr. Jones stated.
Once again, Mindy didn’t know what he meant, but a moment later, Tricia released her nipple and slid her hand down between Mindy’s legs. She found the bundle of nerves that had sent Mindy over the edge last time and rubbed.
“Eyes, Baby girl,” Tricia demanded when Mindy looked away in embarrassment.
Mindy couldn’t keep from obeying, easily resuming eye contact. She’d do anything if it meant reaching that pinnacle she’d only experienced one time so far. “Please,” she begged.
“Let it go, Baby girl. Show us how pretty you are when you come.”
Mindy’s body clenched at the demand, and a moment later, Tricia pushed her over the edge, her fingers strumming Mindy’s clit as if it were an instrument.
Mindy screamed as the orgasm consumed her, her sex pulsing in time with her clit.
Tricia continued to stroke her gently as Dr. Jones removed his fingers. Before Mindy fully caught her breath, Tricia eased her hands away from the bundle of nerves so the doctor could carefully wipe away her arousal. He finished by rubbing diaper cream all over her folds and covering her still-pulsing sex in a fresh diaper.
“I need to get back to work, Baby girl,” Tricia told her before she leaned over and reverently kissed both of Mindy’s tight nipples. “Be good. Let yourself regress. I promise you’re going to have the most wonderful experience of your life.” She smiled and patted Mindy on the cheek, and then she left the room.
She seemed to take the heat with her, leaving Mindy chilled, shivering, and exhausted as Theo and Dr. Jones put a pair of footed pajamas on her. Theo lifted her into a pram next and wheeled her out of the exam room.
“Tricia told us you like the color orange, so we’ll put you in the orange nursery while you work on accepting your transition.”
She found herself smiling slightly as they entered a room that was much like the nursery at the club. It had an adult-sized crib and changing table as well as an oversized rocking chair.
Theo lifted her into his arms again, settled in the rocking chair, and tapped her lips with a bottle.
Mindy thought she’d rather sleep than eat, but she didn’t want to get a spanking, so she accepted the nipple and suckled. When the bottle was empty, Theo plugged her mouth with a pacifier and settled her in the crib.
She was so tired it was hard to focus, but she didn’t miss the fact that the mobile he turned on above her head had dancing orange tigers much like her favorite stuffed animal.
Sleep finally took her under.
ChapterSeven
Mindy’s new existence was odd and thrilling and confusing all at once. She loved letting herself live in a fulltime infant age space, even though “let” was probably not the right term. After all, she had no choice now.
She had no choices about anything. Every single detail of her life was determined by others. Doctors and nurses came and went from her nursery for the next two weeks, feeding and changing and rocking her.
She slept a lot and didn’t have much time to think or worry until she started going to the main nursery after a few weeks. It was there that she realized how many other Littles were living at the center. She became friends with several and played with them until each of them gradually left her when they got chosen and adopted by a Daddy.
It was hard for Mindy to keep her chin up and not get sad every time one of the other girls disappeared. She knew in theory she would see them again when she too was adopted by a Daddy and moved into the community behind The Nurturing Center.
But the days ticked by, and no one came for her. Some days were better than others. Some days she told herself it didn’t matter and she didn’t care. The staff was all very nice. She had frequent checkups with one of the doctors, and the head nurse in the main nursery, Eleanor, was so kind.
Mindy made friends with several girls, including a darkhaired girl named Jenny, a sweet redhead named Lily, and her bestest friend Annie who arrived at The Nurturing Center about the same time as Mindy. All of them had been adopted, leaving her saddened. Everyone reassured her the perfect forever caregiver for her would be there when the time was right.
Mindy knew she was part of the problem. When Daddies came to visit, she never made eye contact with them. She didn’t know why. She just didn’t want to. It was frustrating because if she didn’t try to put herself out there and show interest in anyone, how could she expect anyone to choose her?
The problem was she couldn’t visualize what her life would be like. She tried to picture herself living with a Daddy who doted on her and cared for her. Every time she pictured it, she felt an odd sense of boredom. It didn’t make her excited like the other Littles around her spoke of.
Something was wrong with her.
The only time she felt comfortable in her skin was when Tricia visited. It made no sense. Was it because she’d known Tricia before anyone else at The Center? Was it because the woman was always kind and encouraging?
