Daddy's Precious Little Girl

First Day Part 1

I woke up to a loud knocking sound. Groggily, I looked around, disoriented. I had no idea where I was, and I couldn't remember much of what happened before I fell asleep. I vaguely recalled Timothy dropping me off with Mia's sister, but for some reason, her name just wouldn't come to me. The knocking persisted, loud and insistent, pulling me out of bed.

I didn't really want to leave the cozy comforter behind. It was so soft, not heavy, and somehow made me feel safe. But I couldn't ignore the knocking any longer. I reluctantly dragged myself out of the warm bed and stepped out of the room. As I wandered through what looked like a small dorm, I passed another door and noticed it was a bathroom. The dorm felt like a miniature version of Mia's sister's place, everything perfectly sized for me.

Once I walked out of the short hallway, I saw the rest of the dorm was one big room. To one side, there was a living area with a couch, two armchairs, and a TV. On the other side was a small kitchen, but oddly enough, there was no stove. Just a refrigerator, a microwave, a sink, and some sparse countertops. I wondered why I didn't have a stove, but before I could give it too much thought, the knocking started again. It was louder now, almost impatient.

I hurried toward the door, trying to figure out who could possibly be here, and why they were knocking so urgently.

Hesitantly, I pull the door open just a little. Peeking through the small crack, I see Mia's sister standing there again. Why can't I remember her name? I wish I could. She notices the door isn't open much, and when she sees me peeking, she bends down to my level. Why is everyone so tall here? I know they're shifters, but before my birthday, I was never really around any of them.

"Hey, Little One, it's almost time for breakfast. Can I come in to help you get ready for your first day of classes?" she asks gently. I glance down and notice she's wearing a uniform, something I don't have. I should probably ask her about that. I nod and open the door wider, but she doesn't step in. Instead, she stays where she is, smiling patiently.

"You have to use your words, sweet girl. No Dom is allowed to enter a Little's space without verbal permission unless it's in the Little's best interest," she explains. Oh, right. I think I remember the Head Mistress saying something like that before. My voice wavers as I respond, unsure.

"Come in," I finally manage to say, and she steps inside with a warm smile, her presence oddly reassuring despite my nerves.

"I don't know if you remember my name or not," Lana starts, her voice kind. "I'm told that was your first time in littlespace, but my name is Lana. You know my twin sister Mia."

I nod, relieved to finally have her name again. I was too overwhelmed before to remember it. "Let's go find your uniforms. I think they placed some in your closet," she says with a reassuring smile. Without hesitation, I follow behind Lana, trusting she knows what to do.

Back in the room where I woke up, I take a moment to really look around. There's something that catches my eye—a giant toy box, or at least I think that's what it is. I never had one of my own, but it reminds me of the one I saw when I stayed with Mr. Alex and Mrs. Emma. As Lana heads towards a door I hadn't noticed earlier, I slowly make my way to the box. It's purple, designed to look like a treasure chest, kind of like something from that pirate show I watched—what was it called? Jake, I think.

Curiosity takes over as I run my hand along the leather-bound lid, but just as I'm about to open it, Lana reappears, holding clothes in her hands. "Got them," she says, and I step back from the box, feeling a little sheepish. It looks like the door she came from leads to a closet.

"Okay, Sweet Girl, since you are a Little, you have a few options," Lana says gently as she lays the clothes out on the bed. "Do you know if you want a Daddy Dom or a Mommy Dom?"