When Bill moved into the sprawling trailer park in West Virginia, about 60 miles southwest of his old house in Virginia, he had not expected to start a new business. He had moved to the park on the recommendation of his friend, Cal. Cal told him about all the hot women, and the hot teen daughters of those women, who lived in the park, and were often flaunting their hot bodies. After a long career in the Federal government, where he had to be careful not to make passes at female employees, or even tell off-color jokes or stories, the idea of living in a West Virginia trailer park, filled with hot women and even hotter teenage girls, many of whom were down to enjoy a good time, sounded like a pretty great place to live.

Bill was, like Cal, a man who appreciated barely legal teenage pussy. Since the age of consent in West Virginia was just sixteen, the number of teenagers who could be seduced or even paid to have sex was about double the number of teens anywhere else where the age of consent was eighteen. Bill was not disappointed with the park’s female inhabitants. From the first day he moved in, he couldn’t walk or drive down the street without seeing several cute teenage girls, dressed in the summer months in the skimpiest and most revealing outfits. If he wanted to see the girls really flaunting their nubile bodies, Cal’s porch, just half a block from the park swimming pool was ideal. But the fact was, there were girls everywhere in sexy, even slutty outfits, who seemed to be advertising their bodies for sexual adventures.

His favorite teens were the ones with the little tits, and usually tight little asses, who were sometimes a little insecure because of their small breast size, but he found the little cone-shaped tits, and the firm nipples that usually topped them, to be extremely erotic. Young teens with little tits always made Bill hard. He loved to befriend such teens, and often after talking to them, they would confide in him their secrets and their insecurities. And that’s when Bill would use one of his favorite ploys to get the girl to show him her budding tits. One such girl was Emma, a spunky little blonde, who lived with her single momma in a rundown trailer, in the older section of the trailer park. She was a pale cutie, who wore her pale blond hair in twin pigtails and had an innocent look and a pair of small not quite A-sized tits. The rest of her body was slim, and very cute, with long muscular legs, and a tight, firm little ass. A perfect little body, just the type Bill loved. Bill talked to the seventeen-year-old girl for several days in a row, before inviting her into his trailer, and getting her to talk about her greatest insecurity: her tiny tits. As Emma explained, (and Bill was well aware) by age seventeen most girls had gotten a growth spurt, and reached puberty, and were often sporting firm B or C sized tits.

Bill was empathetic, and told Emma that he loved small tits- and then he spun the story – some of it true- about his late wife, Cybill. He told Emma the story of how he had met Cybill, dated her and then married her, and how Cybill had also been insecure about her small, A-cup tits. He told Emma that even though he assured his new wife how sexy her tits were, and how he loved feeling and sucking them, she always wanted them to be bigger. And since Bill was a skilled researcher, he investigated all the methods of enlarging breasts, and began applying various lotions, herbal potions, and other natural substances that science and in some case alternative healing methods, had shown to increase breast size. He even showed Emma pictures of his wife’s tits, taken both before and after his enhancement methods were applied. Emma listened wide-eyed, and became excited when she saw the “before and after” pictures.

She got so excited, that after oohing and aahing at the pictures, she slowly lifted her shirt up, and showed Bill her little tits, that looked to be almost exactly the size of his wife’s tits, in the “before” pics.

“See,” Emma said, plaintively, “my little tits are the same size as your wife’s were, before you helped them get bigger.”

Bill was delighted, as he loved it when the girls showed him their tits, without his having to remove their shirt and/or bra himself. He knew they trusted him when they took off their shirts on their own. And of course, Bill loved seeing the lovely pink-nippled little tits that bulged out ever-so-slightly from Emma’s young chest. He was polite and respectful, not wanting to appear to be the dirty old man that he really was.

“May I touch them, darling?” he asked, as the teen held her shirt up, and pressed her young tits toward him.

“I guess so,” Emma allowed, moaning softly when Bill not only touched them, but gently massaged the firm flesh and rubbed the little nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

“They are really beautiful, Emma, and very sexy,” Bill told her sincerely. “They are even giving me a hard-on, and you know what that means, right?”

“Awww ... I think you’re just being nice, Mr. Bill,” Emma answered, then asked: “Do you think you could try some of those enhancement methods on me, Mister Bill? I’d be ever so grateful.”

“Oh, I don’t know, Emma,” Bill said thoughtfully. “I still think your tits are so lovely that they need no enhancement, and some of the ingredients in these lotions are quite rare. I’ll have to see if I can locate them. It was many years ago that I worked on my wife’s tits, you know.”

“Oh, PLEEEASSE, Mister Bill,” Emma whined, “I’d be so very, very grateful. I ain’t got no money for those ingredients, but I’m sure I could do some chores or things for you, to pay you back.”

That was the moment when the idea for his new business first came to Bill’s mind. With all the other alternative medicine, yoga, tai chi, and other small businesses that were being run out dozens of the trailers in the park, why not a “titty clinic” where he would help girls with small tits, by referral only. He decided to convert one of his unused bedrooms into a treatment room.

So when Emma pleaded with him, her shirt pulled up showing him her lovely little tits, he gently pulled her shirt down, brushing her tits again with his fingers, and told her to come back next week, after he had time to locate the rare ingredients of the potions and creams he had developed years before.

When Emma returned, Bill escorted her to the newly furnished room, where he had placed a large couch along one side, a large sturdy massage table in the middle of the room, and a cabinet stocked with a number of bottle of lotions, and creams. Most of the options and creams were simply massage oils and sex lubes that he had ordered online, and then added some essential oils to enhance their fragrance. But he had rebottled several and added his own hand lettered labels, to contribute to his narrative that they contained rare ingredients, especially designed to enhance the size of female breasts.

Emma looked cute when she arrived, her straight blond hair tied in two pigtails on the side of her head, making her look even younger than her 17 years. She was wearing a white printed t-shirt, over a pair of cut-off shorts, and a pair of flip-flops. She sat on the couch, and Bill sat next to her, to explain the process.

“Now Emma, I’ve got the lotions and creams that I believe will work, and we can get started today, if you are sure you want to do this.” Bill explained. “As I have told you, your little boobs are very sexy, and there is no need to enhance or enlarge them at all.”

“Oh, but I really want bigger boobs, Mr. Bill!” Emma pleaded.

“Alright, I understand,” he said, looking her in the eyes, and taking hold of her hand. “This will be a process that will go on for months, and there is no guarantee. But I am certain that if you allow me to do all the massages that are necessary, and apply the proper potions, your boobs will grow.”

“Let’s have you take off your sandals and shorts, so you can be comfortable, and hop up on the massage table,” Bill instructed.

Emma kicked off her sandals and peeled down her shorts. She pulled herself up to a seated position on the table, wearing the cartoon printed t-shirt, and her little white cotton panties, with a printed yellow duck over the front panel of the panties. Bill stepped forward and lifted her t-shirt, exposing her small tit mounds with the lovely pink nipples. As he removed the shirt, Bill’s cock grew hard in his pants as he looked at the sexy teen and her delicious little tits, with the cartoon duck stretching across her little pussy mound, her firm thighs and long legs stretched out in front of her.

Bill gently massaged each little boob, and then told Emma to lie back, and enjoy the massage she was about to receive.

Once she was lying down, Bill applied some massage lotion with lavender oil, to her upper body, and began massaging her entire upper torso, obviously focusing on her tits. But he also massaged her chest and neck, and her firm tummy, down to her little white cotton panties. Her body was firm and lovely, and his cock strained the more he touched her cute little tits, tummy and hips. After a few minutes, he stopped and stood up.

Emma looked up and asked, “Why are you stopping?”

“Well, Emma, I hope you don’t think I’m being inappropriate, but I can’t help but notice your cute little panties,” he began. “This lotion can be a little messy, and I can’t always keep it from sliding around or dripping. And with some of the things that are in it, your panties are likely to get stained if any of this lotion gets on them. So I have to suggest that you take the panties off, for me to really do this massage properly.”

“Oh, sure, Mister Bill,” Emma said quickly, “I understand completely, and it’s ok. I had a massage once before and they made me take off all my clothes, so I do understand. Here, help me pull them off.”

She peeled down the panties as she finished replying, and Bill helped by pulling them off of her legs. He had to restrain himself from lifting the panties to his nose and sniffing them. He put them aside, next to the massage table.

Bill looked down at the naked teen. His cock was now raging hard, and he had to force himself not to breathe too hard as he looked at the girl’s glistening tits, and now her little pussy mound, split by her thin pussy lips, and surrounded by the lightest blond fur of a bush he had ever seen. He knew he had to touch that pussy, and he immediately came up with his reason.

“You know, Emma,” he began, “with my wife, what we found was that some of the body’s own natural fluids, when massaged into the breast tissue, can have a significant impact.”

“What do you mean?,” Emma asked, her eyes wide and trusting.

“Well, for example, when I kiss your breasts, like this,” and Bill bent down and kissed and licked each breast for at least 30 seconds each, before continuing. “My saliva is a natural enhancer. And the slick juice that your little pussy produces, you know, when you get excited, that is a very valuable enhancing fluid.”

“Really?” Emma asked naively.

“Oh, yes, and if you’ll allow me?” he paused for her answer to the question he hadn’t finished.

“Sure,” Emma answered quickly.

And with that, Bill gently began caressing the teen’s little pussy mound, stroking gently over and around it, and finally sliding his finger up and down the little slit, and pressing up against the hood over her clit. As Emma breathed harder, and her chest began to rise and fall, Bill gently slid his finger insider her pussy, and pulled it out covered with the slick and slightly sticky juice that she was producing. He lifted his finger to his nose, inhaling the sweet musky scent, and then he put his finger on each little breast, and rubbed the pussy secretion around with the other lotion, rubbing her tits firmly and feeling every inch of the firm but soft titflesh.

As he firmly massaged her sensitive little boobs, he noticed that the girl was writhing slightly on the table, and her little hand was slowly rubbing her slit.

“Go ahead and put some of that cream from your pussy on your little tits, Emma” he said, as he lifted his hands, and let the girl apply the juices herself. He then reached down and slid his finger deep inside her pussy. Emma moaned and closed her eyes when his big finger penetrated her.