Breast Inflation

Her name was Casey, and she was beautiful. Her face wasn't a perfect circle, but it wasn’t an oval. Somewhere in between. She had an attractive, slim figure. A tone stomach. A juicy ass and fertile hips. She had beautiful, shiny, round eyes. Her nose wasn’t too big, and it wasn’t abnormally small; it was perfect. She had perfect eyebrows too. And her lips were perfect as well; not too thick, and not too thin. She had dirt blonde hair that extended four inches below her shoulders. Everything about Casey was perfect. Except one thing.

“Let’s see here… if I combine these two compounds I get this strange combination which has unknown but possibly adverse effects.” Jazette shook around the vial full of the unknown liquid. She brushed her black hair done in braids back to avoid them getting in the way. Her floral print sleeveless cheongsam was her favorite piece of clothing as it was a gift from her tailor aunt who personally designed it for her. The stockings she wore doubled as shoes thanks to the padding on the feet beneath it.