Chapter 2: Stephanie Learns Respect and Obedience

Two weeks in her uncle's house and Steph already longed to be free from the perverted old man. He was always ogling her body, especially her big bosom.

Now that she felt she was starting to fill out a little more, gaining more than a couple of pounds in hips and bust, he was sure to try even harder to peek at her body. With her new growth spree came a strange side effect to the young teen.

She couldn't understand why she had been so horny in the last week, but thought it must be something about the growth process. A natural consequence of her own maturing. The teen liked to think she was growing up, but hated to be drawing more attention from her leacherous uncle.

Donning her heavy bra and large t-shirt over a long skirt she went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. In the living room her uncle was in his big chair reading a book. He raised his eyes and looked right at her chest.

GOD! She hated it! Why can't he ever be a nice person and at least pretend not to notice her big breasts?

"Come here Steph, I need to talk to you." He said.

Usually she would give him an excuse and rush out of the room. But somehow it seemed wrong now, and she went directly to him.

"You have been growing in the last few weeks haven't you?" he asked matter of factly.

"It doesn't concern yo..." The thirteen year old girl started to say. She was feeling strange, a little dizzy, as she got near the old goat Steph begun to feel calm and relaxed.

George interrupted her. "I am your uncle, I have to take care of you. So you HAVE to answer me whenever I ask you something, understand?"

"Wh-what? I don't know." She was confused. Somehow she knew he was right. Her mind still wanted to rebel, but the drugs were already breaking her resistance, making her accept the new concepts he introduced as true.

"Listen Steph, with your parents dead, I'm responsible for you now. You HAVE to obey and respect me above everything, as if I was your father. You absolutely MUST answer my questions." He spoke slowly and clearly, starting the process that would change the prudish girl into a little sex kitten, a kitten with a very large set of tits.

"Y-yes..." Somehow it made sense, he was family and she was in his care for the time being. It never crossed her mind before but it was obvious that she had to answer every one of his questions!

"To help you with your problems I need information, so you will answer any question I ask, no matter what it is Steph. That's natural and normal."

She just nodded. Of course she had to answer any of his questions. It's only natural for a niece to be truthful to her uncle, no matter what the question is.

"Have your tits being growing? Your hooters do look bigger to me." he asked with an expectant look on his face.

"Y-yes." She was blushing. The girl knew that answering was the right thing to do, but even so she felt embarrassed talking about her own body, especially with a man. A man she hardly new at all. Worst of all was his use of words like 'tits' and 'hooters'.

"What is your bra size now?"

"34D I think, b-but My new bra is a-already getting too small."

"Well then, I think I'll have to buy you new ones. Take off your bra and give it to me so I can see it."

"WHAT?! Are you crazy?" She yelled.

"Steph, I am your uncle! You owe me RESPECT, and you should OBEY my orders. A girl must ALWAYS obey her uncle's orders."

"B-but..." the girl was confused. Soon the young redhead realised he was right. She had to hand him the bra. It was right to obey his order. He needed to see her bra. But somehow it seemed like such a weird command. Even so, it felt too unatural to disobey him.

"Whatever I ask you to do you must obey, it's the right thing to do."

"Y-yes... Ok." She ran to the bathroom before he could say anything. She took off her bra and returned.

George's eyes were on her huge and firm D-cup hooters as she handed him the bra. The girl became very self conscious, blushing brightly.

"What's the problem girl? Are you embarrassed because I'm looking at your braless boobs?"

"Please uncle! Don't talk like that!" She became even more flushed, her face a deep red. "I'm embarassed to be bra-less, I don't like it. People stare at my chest, it's so big!"

"I see, but you have to understand that there's NO reason to wear a bra when you're at home. In fact, it's important for healthy growth to free that big rack of your's while you're home. From now on you'll NEVER use a bra while you're home. It will help you grow healthy, and you'll ONLY USE the bras I give you. I'll choose the right ones for you. Bras that will not hurt or deform your big fat udders as they are growing. ONLY the bras I give you are to be used. Say it to me."

"I-I'll only use the bras you give me." she said it as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"You'll NOT be ashamed or embarrassed to be bra-less while home. It will feel ONLY NATURAL."

Is it really natural? Steph asked coyly, blushing as she spoke the words. She was in doubt about it, and was having a hard time accepting this weird truth.

Of course it is! he said with undisguised excitment, and looked happely ate the relaxed and confused teen redhead. Big titted teenagers have to take special care about their hooters, you have to go braless hours a day... otherwise you'll have serious health problems.

I don't want any health problems! Steph spoke alarmed, the mind affect drugs making her believe her uncle'stupid story.

You are entering an age of growth and changing, and your mother would be the one who had to teach you what you have to do to be an healthy big boobed girl. He continued, noticing that he had her complete atention. But since she's dead I'll have to take her place... it's a great responsability, you should be grateful to me!

Thanks uncle, I never realized how much you cared! the big boobed teen was truelly touched, a result of the mental changes she was been submited to.

For instance, had she told you about the boob exercises? he asked smiling.

Bo-boob exercises?! Steph asked in doubt, it sounded strange even with the drugs affecting her brain.

Yes, let me teach you. First you must massage your own tits. Como on Stephanie, do it. George saw the girl tentatively touching her massive mounds. No, you must do it harder, knead your hooters! with a dubious face the girl obeyed, molding and playing with her own big bosom. The drugs on her body made sure this kneading felt deliscious, the redhead was having a hard time supressing a moan. The supersensitive glands were getting her all wet and the prude girl was having a full body blush since she started to play with her big tits.

Li-like th-that uncle? She asked embarassed, stuttering in shame.

Yes, you're doing fine, now pinch your nipples... it's very important to get them hard and well massaged! The large nipples were alredy hard and made two very visible marks on her top. Stephanie started to pich the erect nips with trembling hands, the pleasure hardly disguised. She looked down, ashamed of what was happening, but still rationalizing that it was for her own health and if it was her mom teaching her such things it would be much easier and natural, it was a pity that the task was now her uncle's.

I-I feel weird... i-it feels sooo goood! Steph was climaxing in front of her smiling uncle. The drugs had done a great job, her body was all orgasmic now, every touch was sure to make her horny and she was able to have multiple orgasms just from being kneaded and kissed!

George was a happy and stisfied man watching his niece cumming hard and long in front of him, only after nearly a minute she stopped, completely red with embarassment and looking up to him with a small tear on her eyes, totally ashamed of herself.

Don't worry Steph, it's normal, it just means you are a healthy little stacked girl. I'll be always here to help you with your growth.

"And when will you give me my new bras?" She asked already having accepted the last suggestions, relaxing her body.

"Maybe tomorrow."

Steph spent the rest of the day without a bra. Of course it seemed natural to her. Liz looked at her puzzled, the wobbling of her big tits showed she was not wearing a bra.

During the night Steph saw Patrick as he entered the bathroom. The boy was wearing a large sweater and baggy pants, weird on such a hot day. She thought he looked a little strange, his face even smoother than usual, the lips red and swollen. The boy had gained weight, his hips were wider but his face didn't show it. He looked at her and quickly turned away. He seemed embarrassed as he entered the bathroom. Steph noticed his sweater had a small mound at chest level. She decided it was just her imagination and went back to her room to touch herself and feel all those wonderful sensations again.

Steph was walking to the kitchen the next morning, wearing a large t-shirt, as usual, and trousers, when she met her uncle getting ready to leave for work. He looked for a long time at her impressive rack as it jiggled with every movement.

"You look healthy Steph. Your big tits look good on your thirteen years old body my girl." he said at last.

"PLEASE!!! Don't talk like that!" She was looking angry and embarrassed at the same time. "I hate it when someone talks about my chest! I don't like people staring at my body!"

"You shouldn't worry about it. It's NICE to be proud of your hot body Steph. You ARE proud of your body Steph." The young girl suddenly noticed for the first time in her life that she had a great body! She was suddenly proud of her big breasts. "Such beauty must not be hidden. You should start wearing shorter skirts and clothes that show your big rack, at least at home."

"But uncle... I-I don't like people looking at my... my chest..." She said in confusion as his suggestions altered her thinking about her body.

"That's ok for now. Just dress like that when you are home, we are your family, there's NOTHING to be ashamed of. You WON'T care if we look at you. In fact you will be very confortable wearing a minimum amount of clothing around us, it's just naural.

"Yes, it's only natural." The teen repeated his words already accepting the strong suggestions.

"For instance, your t-shirt is so big it is enough to cover you, why don't you take off your trousers?"

"I-I don't kno-know..."

"It's very normal, there's nothing wrong with it. TAKE OFF your trousers. You MUST obey me. It's the RIGHT thing to do. It's natural for you to obey my every command."

"O-ok." Steph undid the button and unzipped the fly, then bent over to slide the trousers down her legs. Her big teen hooters hanging down and swaying as she wiggled her ass to remove the garment. Noticing her uncle's hungry leer directed at her jiggling boobs the girl's face reddened. She got very flushed. "Please uncle, don't look at me like that."

"You mean you don't want me to look at your big tits?"

"Y-yes." she said, embarassed. "I don't like it when people stare at my chest." The girl was finally free of the trousers, standing braless, wearing only a t-shirt that barely came down to her thighs. Her panties showed when she walked.

"You shouldn't be so self conscious. You have a great body and should be PROUD to SHOW it. Listen Steph, you ARE proud to show your body. You LIKE to show your body. Especially your big fat juggs. You will love to show off your teen body."

"I-I do-don't know." Her mind was trying to resist but the drugs she had been fed were gradually destroying her free will. She was already losing her inhibitions about being stared at.

"In fact you feel good when showing off your body. Especially to older men. You'll love to show off to older men. Old men turn you on. You love to show them your tits and ass and will always be aroused when near one of them. You'll get very horny and happy when someone comments about your good looks, even more if the comment is about your big hooters."

"UNCLE! NO!" She was shocked at his suggestions as he reprogrammed her brain. But her mind was already accepting the new suggestions under the effect of the powerful drugs she had been exposed to. The effects of the drugs were being enhanced by the pheremone laden cologne he wore, helping him break the inocent redhead's resistance.

"Shut up and listen to me!" The teen was suddenly quiet and attentive.

"From now on you'll LOVE to flaunt your body. You'll NEED to draw attention to your big knockers and will be very proud to hear comments about them. Whenever you notice someone looking at your tits you'll tease him as well as you can. You'll find it the most erotic thing in the world. And if it's an older man you're teasing you will get totally aroused."

The huge titted teen stood speachless, her inocent mind couldn't accept this weird thoughts, and she just stood there, blushing lightly while thinking about what he said.

By the way, are you doing your massage regularly? George asked.

Y-yes. She answered blushing to a very crimsom shade.

Good! she giggled lightly and grabbed his things ready to go to work. See you later.

Stephanie watched him leave, still her mind was in doubt. A few minutes later she was already at her room, nude on her bed, touching every inch of her massive funbags. Her mind always conjuring images of herself teasing and flirting with older men whlie she orgasmed long and nice.

"Yes, that's true, teasing men is so nice. I love it!" Steph had never realized how much fun it was to show her body. She was just dying to go for a walk and show her big rack to every man she meets. "I like my tits, Mmmmmm. I want men to talk about my big jugs. I love to show off my big hooters!"

When her uncle arrived she was already sleeping, exausted from too many orgasms all through the evening.

The next morning Stephanie woke ansious to show her teen body to her uncle, she grabbed an old sleeveless top that could barelly contain her too large knockers, the old clothe ending on her narvel, and put only her panties to complete her morning garment. The teen new that Liz and Patrick would be asleep until much later, the mornings were all hers and George's!

She saw her uncle eating his breakfest, already dressed to work, and bounded down the stairs, making sure that her now D-cups wobbled entincingly. Her uncle's wide eyed stare was a reward to her efforts and begun to excite the thirteen years old girl.

'Morning uncle Steph said as she neared the table. Hum, I'm so hungry, I really need my corn flakes. The girl said while bending down to get it. She was presenting her frim juggs to him as they billowed down and nearly burst out of the old top in front of his eyes.

When she noticed her uncle staring at her hooters, the girl got aroused immediately. She was aware that her pussy had suddenly become wet. But even as she thought these newly erotic thoughts of exhibitionism, she still felt traces of shame, the teen lowered her head and redned from shame in front of her leering uncle. Her programming was still not complete.

So-sorry uncle George, I-I...

"That's ok Steph. You have a great pair of tits, it's only natural that your funbags draw attention being so big and firm. Your big hooters must be the wet dream of many or your school mates and lots of grown ups too."

The cute redhead was getting hornier as he talked. "Girls your age are not usually so stacked. You must have the greatest rack of all the girls in your new class. I bet You have the hottest knockers in your school." Steph was moaning when he stopped talking, her face a mask of lust.

The girl had always been a prude. Her bashful behavior was deeply ingrained in her. But now all that was in the past. All she could think about was the great fun she would have parading her big tits around town to tease all the men.

She had been selfconscious about her too large glands since they had begun to swell so much last year. But now she loved the wonderful warm weight of a pair of plump titties on her chest. She was excited by the way they'd bob gently as she walked, the way they filled out her figure wonderfully.

The young teen took a step toward him and hugged the man with all her heart, squashing her teenage bosom against his chest. She soon felt his hands on her hips.

"Thank you uncle! You are so good to me, now that you explained things to me I can see how much fun I've been missing."

"We have just begun my dear. I'll be teaching you a lot of fun things as time goes on Steph." His hands slid down her hips to the swell of her butt, his fingers gently but firmly grabbing the cheeks.

"UNCLE! WH-WHAT!?" the girl was stunned, she had never had a boyfriend and nobody had ever touched her ass in such a lewd way.

"That's ok little girl, it's just another one of the fun things we are goin to be doing." The teen relaxed the moment he said it. "You LOVE everything I show you, every little game we play and every last one of my touches. You'll CRAVE my attention, my love. You'll like nothing better than playing our little games."

The girl was looking into his eyes, nodding coyly as he spoke. "Do you like my hands on your ass?"

"I-it's a little weird. Nobody has touched my behind before." said the thirteen year old virgin. "But it's so cool! I really like it."

"Have you ever kissed a boy Steph?" George lift one hand to her cute chin.

"N-no!" she blushed as she said it. The prudish girl was embarassed again.

"It's done like this." His hand conducted her face to his with his hand. The girl was wide-eyed with fear. She had never been kissed! She had seen it on TV. She had seen couples doing it. But she had no personal experience. She felt his lips touching hers and his tongue invading her lips.

At first she didn't know what to do. But soon her body reacted on it's own to the stimulation of the passionate kiss. Without even thinking about it she found herself returning her uncle's kiss.

Steph was dripping wet, this little game of kissing was extremely exciting to her because of the suggestion her uncle had been planting in her brain. She felt him pulling her body closer to his and felt herself hugging him back. Then something started to brush against her belly. It felt like her uncle had something big and hard in his pocket. She felt him rubbing it against her body.

When they broke the kiss the young redhead was feeling very confused. That kiss... was it right? Should she really be doing it? Her mind was fighting the conditioning, and loosing. She decided that if her uncle said it was right than it was ok.

Looking at him she noticed a big bulge showing in his pants and he looked very happy, smiling at her. She was inexperienced but soon realized it was his hard member that brushed against her body!

George looked at his watch and cursed, he had to be going. The conditioning game would continue later.

"Take this money Steph." He handed her a little more than one hundred dollars "I wan't you to go shopping for some new clothes today. More revealing clothes. But no underwear, I'll bring you some underwear later."

"Ok," was all she could manage to say. She was still confused and stunned by what had happened.

Before very long the young teen was walking down the street to a nearby mall. She was dressed in her shortest skirt, though it was still fairly modest. An old tank top she had outgrown completed her outfit. It hugged her body, swollen to the bursting point by her recently enlarged breasts. Though not a crop top, it was too short and lifted so dramaticaly by her large breasts that a large area of her stomach was left uncovered.

Since her uncle hadn't bought her new bras yet, and he had told her not to use her old ones, she was braless. Her wobbling tits were a stirring spectacle, and she wasn't trying to hide her charms this time.

Steph was very excited to be going shopping. She would need a complete new wardrobe of exciting and revealing clothing. Her old outfits were much too modest. She couldn't show her beautiful body with them! She felt proud to have such a nice round butt, and was even more proud of her big tits. She was nearly moaning from horniness as she noticed all of the men staring at her chest as she jiggled her way down the street.

When she passed one old man sitting in a cafe he looked at her impressive bosom and his eyes went wide in amazement. The sight of such large breasts on such a small girl startled him so much that me made a rude comment about them under his breath.

She was very near him as he uttered his remark, and she managed to hear his comment. His sexually explicit words instantly aroused the young girl, and she felt herself getting wet on the spot.

The man was around sixty. He was wearing heavy glasses, had grey hair and a pot belly. But she just couldn't control herself.

She grabbed the lower part of her top, turned back to him and raised it swiftly, flashing her tits. Since no one was in position to see what was going on she arched her back, nearly rubbing her knockers on his face and started to rock her chest from one side to the other. Her firm boobs were wobbling in front of him, even hitting him several times on the cheeks, nose and lips. No man had ever seen young Steph's boobs, and now here she was excitedly flashing a complete stranger!

She quickly tucked her hooters back into her top, turned back and walked swiftly away from the flushed and stunned man, leaving him to countless erotic dreams.

Less than a minute later the young teen got very confused. Why did this sexual behavior suddenly seem so natural to her? It felt normal to show her body, it was sooo good to hear men talking about how hot she was. She had never acted like this before! But she realized that she was loving the change in her personality.

In the mall she spent a couple of hours carefully choosing the clothes she was buying. The teen had no experience with sexy outfits and had to try out each garment to see if it was good enough for her. She ended up with lots of crop tops, short skirts, tight shorts and too large tank tops.

Her uncle would have a pleasant surprise when he got back from work.

The thirteen years old redhead was home, dressed just in her panties, an old pair of shorts that were too tight on her had been altered to tiny proportions so that they molded what little they covered of her tight young ass. She also wore a strapless bikini top that barely hid her ample jugs.

It was not much more than a piece of fabric around her chest, covering the bottom of her ample mounds to the middle of the firm jugs. But it was supposed to be tight to keep her breasts covered. Steph had purposely bought it a sizes too small, so it constantly slid up on her body, sometimes baring her knockers for a couple of seconds before she adjusted it. The white fabric was thin and a semitransparent. If you looked carefully it would be possible to see the darker color of her nipples through the fabric.