Kafka's hands roamed with purpose, teasing their nipples until they stiffened, their shivers fueling his grin as he turned his gaze to Bella, his eyes glinting with a possessive spark.
"Look at you, Bella." He murmured, his hand pressing her breast with a slow, tender squeeze, feeling the soft swell beneath his palm. "Seems like my little girl's had some development in the chest department since I last checked—grown a bit, haven't you?" His thumb circled her nipple, coaxing a gasp from her as he grinned wider. "And now I wanna see my girl's growth—take that top off, sweetheart."
"...Let Daddy see those naked breasts of yours."
Bella's face turned scarlet, her hands flying to cover her chest as she glanced at Abigaille, her voice a flustered stammer.
"Daddy—I can't! Not—oh—not right now, not in front of Auntie Abigaille! Hers are so big—huge, like a Titan's—and mine are so small compared to hera!"
"...I'd be ashamed to show them next to hers—it's embarrassing!"
