Biggest tits of course!

When looking for a cow-girl as a pet what’s the point if they don’t have the biggest tits possible. I express this sentiment to the person in charge absently while I continue looking. “How big are we talking?” They ask and I chuckle slightly.

“Literally as big as possible.” I can see that a few of the pets are pressing their chests forward, trying to make theirs look bigger.

“We have the measurements of all the girls. And we also sell a product that you feed to your pet that makes their breasts bigger. The more you feed them the bigger they get.”

“Interesting. Is there a limit to how much they can be fed? And what are the side effects?” I ask. I wasn’t risking wasting my money on something if it would do more harm than good.

“The only side effect is that the pets IQ can lower and they become more receptive to commands. Most people have no issue with this but some like their pets on the brattier side. And no, there’s no limit. We’ve had people grows their pets breasts so that they’re bigger than a yoga ball with no problem.” Now that, I’d like to see.

“And they all produce milk?” They nod.

“The full package ma’am. There are supplements they can take to stop that though if that’s what you desire.”

“No definitely not.” I wave them off. “Right so quite simply. Who has the biggest tits?” I ask. Stopping short of groping every single one of them. They point to the girl right at the end of the line, and while it’s a close call I can see that they’re right.

I walk over to her and crouch down so I’m at eye-level with her. She’s pushing her chest out despite there being no need for it. I reach a hand up and stroke her hair, she quickly nuzzles into my hand. “You’re going to come home with me ok?” I say sternly.

“Y-yes mistress. Thank you.” I smile and stand back up.

“This one.” I say simply. The person nods and attaches the leash I chose to her collar and she moves to all fours, grinning widely. “And I’d like to buy that product we were speaking about.” They nod and lead the way to the counter at the front of the store.

“Any other products you wish to buy while you are here?”

“I’d like a cage. Ideally one that does well in cars for long journeys as well as a general household one.” Everything else I have at home ready.

“Of course ma’am.” I make the payments and I’m given 30 pills to start her breast inhancement and I’m given the email needed to buy more.

I walk out the store with a pretty cow-girl trailing happily behind and below me with a cage and pills in hand. A perfect start to my new life. I put the cage in the boot of my car and she climbs in more than willingly, settling in quickly despite me buying no cushioning to make her more comfortable.

It doesn’t take me long until I get home. And I’m very excited to get in and settle into my new life with my pet.