[Kiki's Delivery Service Fanfiction] Kiki the Little Witch's Troubles

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Short Story [Kiki's Delivery Service Fanfiction] Kiki the Little Witch's Troubles
I'm a doctor living in a small town. I usually make house calls with my medicine kit, but today is unusually quiet; no one is sick. The entire clinic is empty; not even the phone is ringing.
So, I boiled some water, intending to make some afternoon tea.
While I was making the tea, suddenly, with a "bang," a hole appeared in the roof, and a little girl dressed in black fell down.
The little girl landed headfirst on the ground, her black skirt flipped up and covered her head. I could clearly see her white panties on her bottom. I also noticed a small water stain on them.
"Ouch..." The little girl got up from the ground and dusted herself off.
Only then did I get a good look at her. She was quite cute, with rosy cheeks, and looked to be about sixth grade. She had big, round black eyes, and her hair was short, only reaching her chin. A large red bow was tied in her hair.
"You…" I stammered, too frightened to speak.
The little girl saw me and also paused for a moment. She quickly bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I broke your roof."
"It…it's alright," I stammered in response.
"Excuse me…excuse me, are you a witch?" I pointed to the broom on the ground.
I had heard of witches in this town. I had even seen them walking down the street dressed in black. However, I had never seen a witch this close before.
"Yes," the little girl nodded. "But... I'm not a witch yet! I'm still learning how to fly."
"Oh..." I thought for a moment, "So that's why you fell off the roof?"
"I'm sorry... I'll take care of fixing it."
"It's okay! Are you hurt? I'll put some medicine on you." I pointed to the examination table. "Come on, sit on it!"
"You're a doctor?" Only then did the little girl notice the equipment in my room.
"Yes! But I rarely get to see witches. Are witches usually not sick?"
"You can't say that!" She jumped onto the examination table, swinging her legs back and forth in mid-air. "Actually, witches can heal themselves, so I didn't see a doctor."
"Where does it hurt?"
"My foot... here. And my hand..." The little girl pointed to the scrapes on her body, some of which were bleeding.
"Bear with it!" I took a large cotton swab soaked in saline solution and washed away the sand from the wounds.
"Ugh..." The little girl cried out in pain, quickly pulling her foot back.
"If there's sand in your wound, it will get stuck and become black spots. Do you want black spots on your white feet?"
"Hmm..." She shook her head.
"Good to know, then you'll have to bear with it."
After I said that, it worked, and the little girl obediently stopped moving. It seems she is somewhat aware of her appearance.
However, when I applied the medicine, she still cried out, "Ah..." Her hands and feet trembled, and two streams of tears flowed from her watery eyes.
I couldn't bear to use too much force, so I gently cleaned the wound, applied the medicine, and covered it with a gauze
.
"All done!" I patted her shoulder and handed her a tissue to wipe her tears.
After treating her wound, I took out the tea and snacks I had prepared and brewed another pot of tea. "Have a cup of tea to calm your nerves!"
"Thank you." She sat down and took the teacup I offered.
And so, we chatted in the waiting room with its broken roof.
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"Do you guys just wave your wands like this and 'whoosh,' fix the roof?" I twirled my hand in the air like a conductor.
"Hmm..." She gently stirred the black tea in her cup with a small teaspoon. "Actually, magic can do many things, but it's not that amazing!"
"Oh?"
"We still have to fix the roof ourselves."
"But I saw you fly with just a broom, I think that's really impressive."
"I'm still learning! If I were really that good, I wouldn't have fallen." She stuck out her tongue, seemingly quite embarrassed about falling from the roof herself.
"You fly using magic, right?"
"Yeah... that's right, I use magic to summon the wind with a broom to fly."
"Then... did you fall because you ran out of magic? Like... a helicopter that ran out of fuel and fell." I twirled my hand in the air a few times and then placed it on the table.
"Actually... it's not like that... I wasn't paying attention!" She suddenly blushed. "Because sitting on the broom gave me a strange feeling."
"A strange feeling?" I tilted my head and looked at her. "What kind of feeling?"
"It's... it's like I really want to stick to the broom, my whole stomach feels warm, and I can't help but want to stay on the broom."
To be honest, this is the first time I've met a witch and we've talked so much. But this is the first time I've heard that sitting on a broom can be addictive.
I once read a book that said witches would put certain hallucinogens on brooms; could that be why they're addicted? No way! She's so young; I can't let her become a drug addict.
"Do you put any medicine on your brooms?"
"No! There's no medicine on the brooms."
"Then, are the brooms you use the same as regular ones? Don't you add any magic potions or anything?"
"They're just regular brooms. Even if I temporarily take your broom, I can still fly, it's just a little harder to control the direction."
"Then why do you say you have an irresistible feeling?"
"I don't know, ever since I learned to fly with a broom, I feel really comfortable when the broom rubs against my butt. Sometimes it even..." She stopped mid-sentence, her face suddenly turning red.
"What will happen?"
"I'm too embarrassed to say! I'm afraid you'll laugh."
"It's okay, don't forget, I'm a doctor!"
"Oh right! You're a doctor." She suddenly realized. "Then you can definitely solve my problem."
"What problem?"
"Well, halfway through the flight, I'll think..." She paused, then blushed again. "Well..."
Seeing her hesitant speech, I couldn't help but feel anxious.
"If you don't tell me, the doctor won't know what's wrong with you, so how can they help you?"
After she finished speaking, she took a breath and whispered a few words. But her voice was too soft, and I didn't hear her clearly.
"Could you speak a little louder?" I still couldn't hear her very well.
"I just need to pee!" she said, her eyes closed and her face flushed. After saying that, she covered her face with her hands.
After hearing that, I suddenly realized.
"Is it when you lean forward at a 45-degree angle that you feel that way more?" I asked more carefully.
I saw her lower her head and not dare to look at me, and she nodded. "Hmm..."
"Did you pee?"
"Hmm...a few times, I was in mid-air..." After she finished speaking, she buried her face in her hands again. "That...splashing down from the sky...wow...how embarrassing!"
Uh...I couldn't help but picture yellow liquid seeping from her panties, some running down her white legs, others down the broom.
What was I thinking? I quickly shook my head, trying to shake off those images.
I took a few deep breaths to calm myself.
"I think I know what the problem is." I pulled her hand away from her face. "Trust me, I'm a doctor, I can definitely solve your problem."
"Really...really?" She looked at me excitedly.
"Of course." I patted my chest. "Can I examine you?"
"Here?"
"Yes! Lie on this examination table."
The little girl sat on the examination table, looking at me with a little fear in her eyes.
"Okay! Open your legs."
"Really...really need an examination?"
"Yes! I need to check if there's anything wrong with your body. Don't worry! I've seen many patients." "
But...that area...it's so embarrassing!"
"What's there to be embarrassed about with your own body? Besides, I'm a doctor. There's nothing wrong with it."
The little girl was convinced and opened her legs. I lifted her black skirt and saw her white panties, with a half-dried stain faintly visible.
"I'm going to take off my panties!"
"Hmm..." She covered her eyes with her hands.
I gently pulled off her panties and opened her legs, seeing the girl's private area between them. This is probably one of the perks of being an OB-GYN, right? Unfortunately, I'm not an obstetrician and gynecologist, so I rarely see this area, and I was quite nervous.
The little girl's mons pubis didn't have much pubic hair, just a few fine hairs. If you didn't look closely, you'd think it was smooth. And in that narrow crevice, I could see her pink labia minora. Her labia minora didn't have many folds; they were quite smooth. And because she was shy, they were a little damp.
I carefully brought my eyes closer. I accidentally blew on them, and she probably felt the heat, so she quickly squeezed her legs together, which happened to trap my head.
"Ah..." After realizing she had trapped my head, she quickly apologized. "I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, don't be nervous, just relax." I quickly reassured her.
"Looks normal! But I need to check, I need to touch her to know."
"Hmm..."
I took a small cotton ball and touched her labia minora. At that moment, I saw her body suddenly tremble, and her vaginal opening contracted slightly.
"Relax! Don't be nervous." I said, while using the cotton ball to spread her labia minora.
The girl's opening was very narrow, almost impossible to see inside. But her body structure should be normal! If there are no developmental problems, I think Kegel's exercise should be able to improve this.
However, I want to be sure if she experiences incontinence during arousal?
"Do you feel anything here?" I gently touched the area around her labia minora with the cotton swab.
"Mmm..." she hummed softly.
"And here?" I lightly touched the urethral opening at the vulva with the cotton swab.
"Mmm..." she hummed softly again.
"Little sister! How am I supposed to know there's a problem if you don't talk?" I said, both amused and annoyed. "Don't just be shy and not talk."
"Mmm... here." She pointed to the area where her labia minora met, a small fleshy lump like a silkworm's bean, which was the clitoral hood.
"Is it here?" The tip of the cotton swab lightly touched the clitoral hood.
"Mmm... mmm..." Her legs trembled slightly.
"Is that so?" I said, gently vibrating and touching her with the cotton swab. She began to sway her hips slightly, and her vulva gradually became wet.
"Ah..." She closed her eyes slightly and breathed heavily with her mouth open.
"I told you! You're too sensitive here. So! I need to stimulate it so it can get used to friction." I said, gently parting her clitoral hood with the cotton swab, revealing the small red fleshy part inside.
"You know what I mean, right?"
"I...I know..." She nodded, blushing. But before she could finish speaking, the cotton swab gently touched her pink clitoris. "Ah..." she let out a soft moan.
"Hold on!" I dipped the cotton swab in some of her vaginal fluid at the entrance of her vagina, then pressed the slippery swab against her clitoris and gently vibrated it.
"Ah...oh...ah...oh my god..." Her face flushed with excitement, her hands unconsciously gripping the sheets, her waist twisting, and her legs trembling.
I inserted the cotton swab deep into the small gap between the clitoral foreskin and the clitoris. Because that area rarely gets touched, it was incredibly stimulating for her. When I gently rotated the swab, she trembled all over.
"Ugh...too...too...wow..." She seemed unable to take it anymore, and could barely speak.
Because of her excitement, she tightly clamped my hand between her legs. And then, the cotton roller accidentally bent. I had to throw the bent cotton roller away.
"Relax! Try to relax, and think about something else to distract yourself." I grabbed her ankle with my left hand and lifted her legs up, making her buttocks stick out. So her buttocks were suspended in the air, and her little slit wasn't trapped between her legs anymore.
I used my fingers to search for her sensitive spots between her legs again, exploring deep into that tightly closed slit. Gently digging with my fingers, I found a small clitoris that had hardened like an earlobe. "Hmm... found it."
I placed my thumb on her clitoris and slowly inserted my middle finger into her wet vagina. Although her vagina was small, it was already very wet, so I could easily insert it without breaking her hymen.
I inserted my middle finger all the way in, until it was completely inside, then bent my finger and pushed upwards.
She began to contract her vaginal muscles a few times, gripping my middle finger tightly.
"Relax! Relax!" I whispered. She relaxed her vagina, and my finger felt a little better.
Then, I began to vibrate my finger in small but rapid movements.
"Ah..." she cried out again, stretching her legs high and arching her back like a cat.
So, I increased the speed. Her vagina began to contract tightly again, the fluid inside gushing out like a leaky faucet, dripping down my arm to my elbow. The "splattering" sound grew louder and louder.
Soon, her whole body began to convulse. The rectus abdominis muscles were clearly visible contracting on her lower abdomen. The contractions inside her vagina felt like they were sucking my fingers in, rendering them immobile.
"Ah...I need to pee...I need to pee..." she cried out, straining. I felt a warm liquid pour onto my fingers. Urine gushed from her vagina, soaking my face.
Startled, I quickly pulled my fingers away.
At that moment, a white liquid gushed out, flowing across the entire sheet.
She trembled as if in a spasm, her eyes rolled back, and her whole body quivered involuntarily. Her mouth was half-open, and she gasped for breath.
A minute later, she finally relaxed and fell asleep on the treatment bed. The
sleeping little girl was incredibly cute, especially her rosy cheeks, which were flushed from exhaustion after her orgasm.
I carried her to another clean bed and used a towel to wipe away her sweat and vaginal fluid. She trembled a few times while I wiped her thighs. Then, I gently wiped her vulva with a wet wipe and covered her with a blanket.
Half an hour later, she finally woke up.
*** *** *** ***
"Doctor, I'm sorry, I fell asleep," she said, blushing.
"It's alright," I said with a smile.
"By the way, I'll teach you some exercises. That way you won't pee halfway through your flight."
"First, stand up, yes... in a relaxed position..."
"Just like that, tighten your anus... then count to ten. Yes. Just like that. One... two... three..."
After teaching her the Kegel exercises, I let her go home. *** 　　***
*** *** 　　A few days later, she 　　wrote
:
=== 　　... 　　Sincerely, 　　Kiki the Witch 　　=== 　　...

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