She couldn’t believe she was a qualified doctor but didn’t know anything about this. Frantically, she Googled more and more. She read about Ddlg and DDlb and Little Space and kink.
There was so much to take in, and quite a lot of the stuff she read was conflicting. The world of Littleness and age play was big and varied. And it felt very, very exciting to her.
She was deep, deep in an Internet k-hole when the grandfather clock in the hall chimed to let her know it was four o’clock.
Oh… shipwreck!
She had to get her things together and leave. But… where?
Just as she was about to shut down Google, something caught her eye. It was a job advert.
Doctor Needed in Age Play Community
Must Be Kink Friendly
Preferably Living the Lifestyle
Her eyes almost popped out her head. The advert was only two weeks old, and there didn’t seem to be a deadline on it.
Could she really apply for this?
There was no information about where the job was, or who was offering it.
Was it safe?
Tammy didn’t feel in a privileged enough position to hem and haw over it. She might very well have been a Little, and a shy, submissive one at that, but she was also an adult woman who needed a job. And who very much needed to take care of herself about now.
Even more than that, she felt like she needed a purpose.
She clicked on the number given in the advert, and her phone began to ring.
No chickening out now…
Just as she was about to give up, a deep, manly voice answered. ‘Haze speaking. Who is this?’
Tammy felt her lip tremble, but she forced herself to speak. ‘I’m calling about the job. The doctor job?’
‘I take it you’re interested?’ The man, Haze, sounded wary.
‘Yes, sir,’ Tammy said. ‘I am. Very interested.’
‘What are your credentials?’
‘I’m a newly-accredited physician. Certified for Family Medicine.’
‘And… how do you feel about the age play aspect?’
Tammy wasn’t sure what she was being asked exactly. Did this guy, Haze, want to know if she participated in age play? Or if she was cool with some of her patients doing it? Surely he wasn’t asking if she minded engaging in age playwhileworking as a doctor, was he?
No, Tammy, you sausage brain. Of course he’s not asking that.
‘I believe, sir, that I’m a Little. But I wouldn’t let that affect my work.’
Suddenly, the guy on the other end of the line surprised Tammy by letting out a barking laugh. ‘Spoken like a true Little,’ he said. ‘Don’t worry, of course being a Little wouldn’t affect your work. It’s like saying that having red hair or a tattoo or a French accent wouldn’t affect your work. Being a Little is just who you are, my dear. Nothing you need to be apologetic about.’
Tammy felt such a strong spike of relief at hearing these words that she almost burst into tears. Again. Whoever this Haze guy was, hegother. He accepted her for who she was, and made her feel like she was worth something. Like she didn’t need to change.
‘Now tell me,’ said Haze, ‘what are your best qualities?’