"Daddy, Are You Sure About This? We Don't Have To Do It..." Caitlin Said As They Stopped In Front Of

"Daddy, are you sure about this? We don't have to do it..." Caitlin said as they stopped in front of the surgery clinic.

"Nonsense. Only the best for my angel."

"It's just... They're already so full of plastic. I'm not too sure how much bigger they can go. My ballet teacher is totally shocked by how huge they are."

"I know, you were completely flat just a couple months ago. But I see your breasts now and know they have so much potential. Don't worry, this surgeon specializes in expanders. His website says he can make any girl any size."

"Any? Ummm, how big are you trying to get them, Daddy?"

"At least the size of beach balls. Probably bigger. I can see taking your breasts all the way to 10k CCs. Just absolutely heavy and massive. Bet you'll really draw in the crowds when you dance."

Caitlin blushed, sinking into her seat. "O-Oh, ummm, sure thing, Daddy. If that's what you want!"

"You aren't having second thoughts I hope?"

"No Daddy! My breasts belong to you and you're allowed to make them as big as you want for you to enjoy!"

"Good girl."