Luna

by Pepper North

  “Find your pleasure, Little one. It’s important to enjoy visiting the doctor’s office,” he reassured her.

  Luna’s Daddy leaned over to take one impudent nipple into his mouth. He pulled strongly at the sensitive bud. He began to pluck at her other nipple. Within seconds, he felt her body freeze and explode into another massive orgasm. This time, his Little girl blacked out.

  By the time she began to blink her eyes with awareness of her surroundings, the exam was over. Luna laid flat on the exam table with a warm blanket over her body. The two men were talking quietly as Dr. Richards went over his instructions for Luna’s care. There was a large bag of something that Dr. Richards pointed to as he talked. Luna whispered, “Is it all over?”

  Her Daddy and the doctor turned to smile at her. “You did a very well today at the doctor’s office, Luna. I’m glad you came to see me. I’ll see you again soon. You’re Daddy’s going to help you get dressed now. Sebastian, you may just want to put a diaper on her and wrap her in the blanket. You can bring it back next time. I have lots. A bottle of the fortified formula when you get home and lots of sleep for this Little girl. Luna, I want you to eat for your Daddy. You’re too thin. I’ll see you in two weeks to see how you’re doing. Okay?” the kind doctor asked.

  “Okay, Dr. Richards. I’m sorry I misbehaved,” she said clutching the blanket to her chin.

  He patted her leg. “We know now to give you some medicine to help you relax. Do you feel okay now?”

  “I feel really good,” she admitted blushing furiously.

  “Good,” he replied. With one last pat, he opened the door and stepped out to see his next patient. “Wendy, I’m glad to see you, Little girl. Bring your Daddy in to Exam Room One.

  Chapter Twenty-three

  Several weeks passed. Luna was enjoying the job as Dr. Graham’s receptionist. She had jumped into her Daddy’s arms elated when his previous receptionist had decided to stay home with her baby instead of returning to her job at the dental office. Her Daddy had asked her if she would stay permanently as his receptionist. She had hesitated ten seconds before chanting “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” and kissing his lips over and over. Alice had been greatly amused.

  Her Daddy took very good care of her. She felt better then she had in years. She saw Dr. Richards more regularly than she wished. He had concocted medicine that her Daddy insisted on putting in her bottom several times a day. They were both vitamin supplements and a bowel regulator to help her use her diaper for all her needs. Luna blushed just thinking of pooping in her diaper.

  Sebastian had changed his schedule slightly to include breaks every two hours so that he could care for Luna. The new system was working well. She was adapting to using her diaper. She wasn’t a fan of enemas, but he knew how important they are for Little girls. He tried to help her enjoy them as much as possible. She’d gained some weight and looked much healthier.

  Today after work, Sebastian and Luna were going to attend a talent show that Zoey had organized. Luna had chosen not to participate this time but promised to think about revealing her talent in the next show. Luna was very excited to go see other Littles. Zoey had reassured her that everyone was very nice and were looking forward to meeting her. “Besides, there’d be cookies,” the upbeat Little girl had reassured Luna.

  Finally, they were in the car driving toward Dr. Richards’ home office. After gaining admission through the locked gate, Luna tugged her Daddy as she tried to speed him up to get inside. “We’re almost late. They’re going to start without us,” she fussed.

  “We’re here in plenty of time, Luna. I would like you to be this eager to visit Dr. Richards when we’re coming to visit his exam room,” her Daddy reassured her laughing at her eagerness.

  Paul opened the door for them, welcoming them with a smile. “Come on in. The show’s in twenty minutes. Grab some punch and a cookie before finding your seat.”

  “Luna!” An excited Little came to greet her! “I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve got a big favor to ask. Brad’s partner for the talent show has the flu and Daddy won’t let her come. Can you sing?” Zoey wrapped her arms around her giving her a big hug. She was dressed in a pair of full pantaloons and a ruffled top. Her face was made up lightly.

  “I can sing a bit,” Luna said quietly,

  “Perfect! Come on!” Zoey dragged her toward the hallway to the big room where the Littles were preparing for the show. “Brad! This is Luna. She says she’ll sing with you. Can you teach her the song while I get her make-up done?”

  In ten minutes, Zoey proclaimed her makeup finished. Brad’s song was actually one that Luna had learned when she was young. With his help, she quickly was able to remember all the lines. They ran through a few easy steps and they were ready to go. Luna was nervous, but she’d met so many Littles. They were all so nice. Everyone had given her a hug. She was the star of the show already because she had stepped in to help Jake.

  Finally, it was time. The Littles flooded in to Dr. Richard’s waiting room to await their turn and watch the others. Zoey and Angelina went first. They had an entire routine constructed with cartwheels and other gymnastics. The audience clapped loudly. Unfortunately, not loudly enough, Dr. Richards heard Zoey bragging that she’d come up with a way to do cartwheels inside the house without getting in trouble.

  “Don’t count on that, Little girl,” he said with a stern glint in his eye. He crooked his finger and she walked slowly toward him as the next group took the stage. Zoey crawled on her Daddy’s lap and pressed a kiss to his lips. She cuddled into his arms to watch the rest of her show.

  What a show it was! Matty and Emma had a great comedy routine. Oliver and Madi had an amazing dance routine that they performed with lots of lifts and twirls. Charlotte painted a picture teaching all the Littles how to draw a puppy dog on paper as she made it come to life in color. Everyone loved the picture they had drawn. Luna’s Daddy promised to hang hers on the refrigerator when they got home.

  Finally, it was time for the grand finale. Luna and Brad took the stage. Their faces were decorated with a black dot on their nose and whiskers were drawn on their cheeks. They began to sing a song about a stray cat that falls in love with a fluffy white cat. The chorus was meow, meow, meow and all the Littles joined in to sing the meows with them. At the end, they took their bows to a standing ovation!

  Luna rushed to wrap her arms around her Daddy. Her eyes twinkled with happiness. “I had so much fun! Everyone loved our song! Did you sing with us, Daddy?” she questioned as she danced in his arms with excitement. He assured he that he had meowed louder than any of the Mommies and Daddies. He hugged her tight before sending her back to her friends.

  “Welcome to our world,” Dr. Richards laughed. “The Littles love to get together. Hopefully, you’ll enjoy hanging with the parents. Have you met everyone?” he asked waving his hands to gather the Mommies and Daddies together. He introduced Luna’s Daddy to the group.

  “So, what’s the best way to deal with a Little girl who has eaten too many cookies?” Sebastian asked joking. Everyone turned to see the cookie tray that Jillian, Dr. Richard’s housekeeper had created was empty. Every Little had a cookie in each hand as they munched, meowed, and chattered.

  “A dose of bottom medicine before bed, settles Carrie down,” Thomas Covington shared. Most of the parents nodded their agreement.

  “Do you have a special recipe?” Sebastian asked as he pulled out his phone to make some notes.

  “We’re in trouble now,” Zoey frowned looking at the Mommies and Daddies. The Littles all looked. Shoulders sagged as they realized something was afoot. “Oh, well. No need crying over spilled milk.”

  “Meow, meow, meow,” answered the Littles in unison as they laughed and enjoyed each other’s company. They’d have to go home soon but now they got to have some Little fun together.

  Epilogue

  Mrs. Jacobs signed her check with a flourish. She had come for her second six-month check up with Dr. Graham since the new
receptionist had started. Luna was a delight to talk to each time she called or came in for an appointment. “She’d changed a lot over the last year,” Mrs. Jacobs thought approvingly. Luna was no longer reed-thin with hollow cheeks and big eyes. She still had those beautiful green eyes, but her face was slightly rounder now with a glow of health and happiness. Her sharp eyes noted the large diamond ring on her left hand. “You’re going to invite me to the wedding, right?” she demanded brassily. She smiled as Luna blushed bright red.

  “Oh, it will be a small wedding, maybe just at the courthouse,” she said softly.

  “You’re now officially on our list, Mrs. Jacobs. We couldn’t get married without you there to make sure we do it right,” Dr. Graham appeared behind his fiancée. His hands rested lightly on her shoulders. She was the second person he’d added to the list. The first was the friend who’d taken care of Luna sending her on a bus away from the threat of harm. He had been delighted to hear that Luna was doing well and was engaged to be married. Sebastian promised to send him a plane ticket in return for the bus ticket he’d bought Luna when she’d needed help.

  Luna looked up at him with love written over her face. She still pinched herself from time to time. It was hard to believe that this handsome man had waited to find her. She’d lived before as a Little girl, but she just been pretending. She’d never thought she’d live as a real Little girl. She never thought she’d meet a man she’d trust as much as she trusted her Daddy.

  “Do you have any suggestions where we should look to find a wedding dress?” Sebastian asked. He knew Luna wanted a beautiful, white gown with sparkles. He was determined to find the perfect one.

  “I do,” Mrs. Jacobs replied immediately. “With a Little Flair! is the perfect store to look for a dress for a special girl. My cousin’s daughter, Lydia just opened her shop with her best friend, Neil. They’re young, but so talented. They’ve been together for years. For those years together, they’ve also been searching for someone they could call Daddy.” She smiled at their stunned faces. “Not all old people are clueless, hmmm? Take care of each other and I’ll look for that invitation in the mail.” With a fond wave, she left the office humming contentedly under her breath. Mrs. Jacobs loved love – no matter in what form that love took shape.

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  For your reading enjoyment, the other age-play stories previously published in this series are:

  Zoey: Dr. Richards’ Littles 1

  Amy: Dr. Richards’ Littles 2

  Carrie: Dr. Richards’ Littles 3

  Jake: Dr. Richards’ Littles 4

  Angelina: Dr. Richards’ Littles 5

  Brad: Dr. Richards’ Littles 6

  Charlotte: Dr. Richards’ Littles 7

  Sofia and Isabella: Dr. Richards’ Littles 8

  Cecily: Dr. Richards’ Littles 9

  Tony: Dr. Richards’ Littles 10

  Abigail: Dr. Richards’ Littles 11

  Madi: Dr. Richards’ Littles 12

  Penelope: Dr. Richards’ Littles 13

  Christmas with the Littles & Wendy: Dr. Richards’ Littles 14

  Olivia: Dr. Richards’ Littles 15

  Matty & Emma: Dr. Richards’ Littles 16

  Fiona: Dr. Richards’ Littles 17

  Oliver: Dr. Richards’ Littles 18

  Luna: Dr. Richards’ Littles 19

  If you’d like to read an age play story with a sci fi twist, turn the page for a preview of The Keepers: Payi

  Preview of The Keepers: Payi

  Chapter One

  Marnie struggled to clear her head. She was cradled by warm, velvet covered steel. Opening her eyes, she saw a gigantic arm covered by short, purple fur gently holding her. She heard a shushing sound and saw a cylindrical object topped by a soft nipple approach her mouth. Even as she weakly moved her head away from the bottle, it was pressed firmly into her mouth and she automatically began to suck the warm, sweet mixture. Swallowing the delicious liquid, Marnie eyes closed in exhaustion. She’d look around later she decided. Now, she was so warm and comfortable. She felt a large hand gently rub up and down her back as she finished the bottle. Marnie felt herself slip back into a deep sleep as the nipple was withdrawn from her mouth.

  Oreg smiled at the small, human female cuddled in his arms. He’d trained many humans as companions for his species. All had been different. Each had come with their special challenges to being trained for their new lives. Only the luckiest of his species would ever be matched with a human. To be a Keeper was the dream of all Nrantians. Now, he had found the little human that was perfect for him. He would train her with extra care.

  When Oreg was sure the small female was sound asleep, he stood up cuddling her in his arms, walked to a wide dresser with a cushioned top and laid her carefully down. Stripping off the protective clothing that Marnie had worn in the stasis bed that had transported her to Nrantia. Oreg was delighted with little human’s delicate form. From her jet black long hair to her dainty toes, she was entrancing. Her breasts were high and small. The nipples clenched tightly from the cool air in the room as he watched. Her tummy was softly rounded and he ruffled her curly, black pubic hair. Marnie shifted slightly on the dresser top at his touch. Oreg separated her white thighs. The contrast of his purple skin covered by soft, short fuzz against her pale, smooth flesh delighted Oreg. He stroked the inside of her thighs and as Marnie spread her legs by reflex. One of Oreg’s large hands with six fingers tenderly rubbed the moistening flesh, separating her labia, and revealing her delicate vagina topped the precious button of her desire. He stroked her inner labia and was delighted to hear Marnie moan softly. She was so responsive. He was a very lucky Keeper.

  Oreg forced himself to cease his intimate play. It was important that the little human had time to adjust to the difference in gravity and air pressure in her new home. Many became very ill during the transition. Oreg had discovered that if the humans were kept tranquilized and slept for the first three days to acclimate, their bodies would adjust to the new environment easily. The milk from the magriri plant would help his little human relax but to remain unconscious, he would need to medicate her carefully. Raising her legs toward her chest, Oreg held her legs firmly in his gentle grasp. Another arm reached to the shelf and withdrew a large red, cylindrical capsule from a medicine pouch filled to the top. Turning it so the gently rounded end pointed toward her body, Oreg’s third and fourth hands spread her bottom cheeks widely so he could insert the capsule deep into her rectum. Marnie shifted restlessly on the table as he pushed it into her warm bottom. Oreg’s finger entered her anus and continued to press the tablet into the tight passage until he felt resistance. Steadily, he pressed the tablet against her inner sphincter until it popped through. “Perfect,” he thought as he held his finger inside her. She was so beautiful. With regret, Oreg gently withdrew his finger and as he watched, the human’s muscles relaxed into a deeper sleep. The luryx medicine worked quickly but would need to be reinserted frequently.

  Oreg released the human’s bottom cheeks and picked up a quobon to wrap around her bottom. The padded quobon would absorb her liquid and solid waste. She would not like wearing one, Oreg knew. That would probably be the first challenge to her training. On her planet, only infants wore quobons. Here on Nrantia, all humans were lucky to be cared for as the precious treasures they were. Their Keepers were proud to take care of all their needs. She did not have a choice. The evacuation chambers the Nrantians used were too forceful. Soft, delicate human intestines were pulled from their bodies if they tried to use them. She would become accustomed to the quobon with time.

  Lifting her with two of his muscular arms, Oreg returned to the chair to sit in the deeply cushioned seat which began to smoothly slide in a sideways motion to help his ne
w baby sleep deeply. Wrapped in Oreg’s four velvety arms, Marnie slept unaware that she was no longer on earth and that her whole life had changed. Oreg purposely kept Marnie asleep for four days preferring to wait an additional day to have his human awake as insurance that her body would have time to transition.

  At the end of the fourth day, he stopped inserting the luryx medicine into her tight bottom passage. He fixed a fresh bottle of magriri milk and rocked his precious female in the soothing chair. Looking at her dark hair and slight form, Oreg finally decided what to name his new human. From now on, she would be known as Payi named after the Nrantian animal with smooth skin and black markings. He began softly speaking to Payi urging her to open her beautiful, blue eyes. Oreg stroked her smooth back gently with a large hand over her gently rounded bottom wrapped in the green quobon. When he felt her begin to stir, he pressed the nipple to her lips and smiled when Payi begin to suck reflectively. Her deep blue eyes opened slowly and began to look around the room. The magriri milk served to relax her muscles and slow her return to full consciousness. Oreg was glad he had taken the step to dull her reactions when he suddenly saw her eyes widen as they landed on his hand dwarfing the bottle he held to her lips.

  Payi saw the purple hand and counted twice to be sure she wasn’t imagining the six fingers. Following the hand to a muscled forearm, bicep, and then massive shoulders, Payi counted again. There were two arms on one side. She shook her head and blinked her eyes. She had a dull headache. “What in the world had she done last night to be hallucinating?” Payi wondered. Her eyes slid across a bulky chest to another shoulder and, “Two more arms? How could this be?” She was cuddled against a hard, warm body was purple and slightly fuzzy like velvet. Payi lifted her eyes and looked at Oreg’s head. She began to struggle to get away from the firm grip that held her as she saw Oreg’s face. What was this thing that held her? Sure, the face looked vaguely human. Two eyes, a nose and a mouth looked down at her. But the head was shaped almost as a rounded triangle. And it was all purple.