Amanda & Beatrix Lubbock

I was actually looking forward to the next patient. Amanda Lubbock was 40 year old single mother who had booked an appointment with Dr. Sears to dissuade her 18 year old daughter Beatrix from getting implants.

As Amber ushered them into my office I gave the mother daughter duo a once over. Amanda was a relatively well perserved brunette woman in her 40s, although she was carrying a bit of weight in her butt, hips and thighs. She dressed like a stereotypical mom with a purple sweater, blue jeans and white keds on her feet. Beatrix was an average looking brunette, not ugly nor a knockout, with her biggest distinguishing feature being only 5'1" tall. She was wearing a man's blue button down shirt left open over a pink tank top, black yoga pants and red converse on her feet.

"Hello." I stood and waved a hand. "Please take a seat."

Amanda Lubbock guided her daughter to the chairs in front of my desk. As they sat down and got situated I made a show of looking over the file on my desk. "So, if I'm reading the file correctly you're here to explore the medical problems implants can cause?"

"Yes." Amanda nodded her head.

Beatrix rolled her eyes and let out a huff.

I shut the file and looked from Amanda to Beatrix. "Ok. Just so we're all on the same page I want to make sure you both know that what I'm about to say is the truth."

Beatrix petulantly rolled her eyes again. Amanda nodded her head but spared a disapproving glance at her daughter.

"Fantastic." I smiled at them. "But, before that, Amanda can you tell me why you have a problem with implants?"

"Because she does not need them." Amanda gave her daughter a disappointed Mom look.

"I see, I see. Ok. Beatrix? Why do you want them?"

"Because I want them. Duh!"

I chuffed out a laugh. Petulant but true. "Well, now that we know where we all stand lets talk about implants." Amanda paid utmost attention to me while Beatrix gave me barely any attention as she looked around my office.

"Now the truth about breast implants is that they are... Great." I smiled at Beatrix. "Men and women love them and there are virtually no drawbacks to them."

Amanda looked thunderstruck and gaped at my words. Beatrix perked up and looked at me with a small smile on her lips.

"B-bu-but... but... but there are drawbacks." Amanda rallied to keep her disapproving point of view.

"Well, yes." I nodded. Beatrix frowned and shot a glare at her Mother. I continued on, "the main drawback we've noticed is that most women regret their first smaller implants and later upgrade to a larger sized implant."

Amanda squawked. Beatrix snickered.

I shrugged, "It's true. Women who get implants almost always return to go bigger."

I waved it off, then pointed at the Mother, "Now, Amanda, there's nothing wrong with Beatrix getting implants. Her body, her choice."

I then swung my finger over to point at the Daughter, "And you, young lady, tell me the truth. How big are you thinking of going?"

Beatrix smirked and looked from her mom to me, "Other chicks always come back to go bigger?"

"Usually. Bigger is better." I told her.

"I wanna go big." Beatrix pantomimed a Dolly Parton large set of breasts.

I snickered, time to give Beatrix a little push. "You're a real wild child. The type of girl who knows what she wants and won't take no for an answer. Right, Trixie?"

"Yep." She smirked, waggling her eyebrows at me. "You got me."

I looked over at Amanda, who still seemed stunned, it was time to give her a push as well. "Mandy, you've can't fool me, you didn't come here to let Trixie be talked out of implants. You are here to do covert research about getting your own implants. You want to even out your body. You want to have as much up top as you have on the bottom." I made a show out of looking her over.

"I just want to say that neither of you need to ever feel ashamed." I let the words sink in.

"Trying to attain the ideal female figure, the perfect hourglass figure is Natural. Women want to look their best for men. Big breasts. Small waists. Round butts. Thick thighs. All are attainable goals. Goals every girl should strive for." I could see my words sinking into the girl's minds.

I wrapped a knuckle on my desktop to get them to focus on me. "Okay. So... now that we're all on the same page. Let's get serious about what I can do for you two."