Whodunnit/Pregnant?
"It means that you have a baby inside you." The doctor calmly answered your question before turning his attention back to Mommy. A baby! You really have a baby inside?! You have played Mommy with your dollies before, but now you will actually get to have a real baby now. You can hardly wait, imagining all the fun things you will get to do with it.
Mommy, however, doesn't look happy at all. She was stunned at first, then jumped off the table while becoming more and more angry. "Who was it?! Who was the one who hurt my little Angel?!"
The doctor tried to calm Mommy down. "Now, now. I sure you have lots of questions, but for now please calm down. Seeing you get so upset may traumatize your daughter." At this, Mommy allowed herself to sit back down next to you, although she still wore an angry scowl. She turned to you and asked, "Who was it Angel? Who was the one who did this to you?"
You don't know what to answer. Did Mommy think you weren't old enough to take care of a baby? "Don't worry, Mommy. I'll make sure to take good care of it. I'll feed it, and wash it, and change its diaper just like with my other dollies."
Mommy looked surprised with your answer. She looked like she wanted to say something, but then closed her mouth as if trying to rethink what she wanted to say. Before Mommy could get her thoughts together, the doctor interrupted. "I'm sorry to inform you, but I've already sent for a detective from child services. Please understand that I am required by law to inform the authorities whenever I come across a case like this." The doctor's voice faded as he added, "Not to mention, this is the first time I've had one this young be pregnant."
"Are they going to take my little Angel away from me?" Mommy was clearly worried now, wrapping her arms around you in a hug. The doctor replied, "I suppose that depends on who it was that's responsible for this situation. I don't want to accuse anyone, but if it's your family who..." His voice trailed off.
Mommy looked like she was going to start crying. You hug her back, still not sure why everyone isn't as happy about your new baby as you are. You hear the doctor chime in, "Don't worry, I'm sure the detective will be able to get to the bottom of this."
After awhile, you and Mommy are taken to a playroom with lots of toys. You were playing with the blocks, building a tall skyscraper, when a new person came in. It was a woman, and she introduced herself as being from 'child services.' You were then asked to sit in one of the tiny chairs there, across from the woman. Once you did you realized that Mommy wasn't there anymore.
"Where's Mommy?" you ask, worried. "Don't worry, she is right outside. I just need to ask you a few questions without her." The lady smiled warmly. "We don't want her to try to influence your answers by being here."
The lady seems nice enough. You relax a little bit, although still worried about Mommy. The lady then starts chatting with you, asking about you like, about your friends, and lots of other stuff. Her questions become more and more embarrassing as time goes on. Finally, she asks, "Has anyone ever touched you when you were naked?"
"Of course." Mommy had just done that a little awhile ago when you had to pee in a cup. The lady apparently didn't like your explanation when you told her about Mommy because she changed her question right after.
"Then, can you tell me if any boys touched your private parts?" This question made you blush. She wanted to know about 'that.'
"Umm... am I going to be in trouble?" It had felt good when your privates were touched, but you somehow knew that it was something naughty. The lady smiled back. "Don't worry, we are just trying to find out what happened."
Deciding to trust her, you begin to stammer out, "There was this time when..." Your voice fades again. This was embarrassing! To have to talk about 'that' to a total stranger!
The lady reaches across the table and holds your hand. "Don't worry. Take your time. I want to hear all about it, so don't feel like you have to rush."
You nod back, still blushing furiously, and resume your tale. It all started a little after you had moved... The first time a boy touched you was when you were...