Mama's Boy

Classification day

*Riley POV*

I wake up in my dark room, the only light is seeping through the blinds near my bed hitting my face. I slide out of bed and I wince at the cold flooring, I turned 18 last week and it's finally classification day for me.

I walk up to the mirror and look at myself thinking on what I could be. 'My meek body would never be chosen to be a Dom and I was only 5"10 so maybe not a Daddy either... Maybe a neutral' my thoughts fill my head as I stare in the mirror. I sigh and ruffle my brown hair gently before getting dressed.

I choose baggy dark blue jeans and a short sleeved baggy grey top to wear. I slip on my black and white converses before grabbing my phone and heading out of my apartment. I walk to the classification centre as it's only a 20minute walk.

The building is HUGE and all white so it's kinda boring, I look around and it's full of people. Dom's, daddies/mommies, littles, subs and neutrals. I walk slowly up to the line that has formed at the front desk. I zone out until the lady snaps her grubby ass fingers in my face...

"Excuse me, sir. Your name" That bitch says to me.
"Oh, Riley weedle" I say to her and she clicks on her little laptop. She tells me to take a seat and I do, the seat is so uncomfortable I can't help but shift about slightly. When my name is called I walk slowly down a boring ass white hallway until a doctor stops me and brings me into his room.

He sits me down and takes my blood, I hate needles so I don't look and whince as I feel the pain. Once he is done taking my blood the room goes silent for a minute before he finally prints my results and turns back to me. My eyes widen with anticipation as I look at him

"Congratulations, you're a little. Your little age is 12-24 months" the doctor says smiling at me but I feel my smile drop. "We even called your brother so he can look after you until your assigned a caregiver" the doctor smiles still.

"YOU CALLED MY FUCKING BROTHER" I scream at the doctor which makes his smile fade as he looks at me with a confused look. I get up off the seat and start yelling at him. "HOW COULD YOU CALL HIM, WHAT KIND OF DOCTOR ARE YOU. AND I'M NOT A LITTLE THAT'S BULLSHIT YOUR MACHINE MUST BE WRONG TAKE THE TEST AGAIN" and I don't stop, I keep screaming and him trying to soothe me does nothing.

I only stop when the door opens, I turn my head slowly and in the doorway stood my brother... He was a 6"2 Dom who had the same brown hair I did but unlike me he also had brown eyes, mine were blue. He looked unhappy to be here and I was unhappy he was here...

"Hi Russo" I say under my breath with my teeth clenched close in anger