I can't believe that anywhere would let a 17 year old child undergo breast enlargement surgery without parental consent, most are not even done growing naturally yet, that is ludicrous! I sure hope that she doesn't end up going down that route, especially at that tender young age. I can't believe how important large breasts are to some people, so important that they would risk destroying their bodies and their looks by going under the knife to fix what they think is wrong with themselves. In my opinion wanting larger breasts are not worth it. If she is opting to have this done you need to google search breast implant complications and show her what she may end up looking like or dealing with should she choose to do so. Not to mention the fact that once you have them it's not over, if she gets them at age 17 she'll have to have them replaced at ages 27, 37, 47, and so on if she wants to keep them because they are not permanent, they have an expiration period of roughly ten years. Which means she may run the risk of permanent deformity 4-5-6 times or more in her lifetime if she is that set on having them, that is ridiculous! And as far as needing the look 32C gives her, that is crazy, she should not be running around at her age showing off her body, that's disgusting! I hate seeing young teenage girls running around showing off their little figures, and too many get themselves in trouble because of doing so. As the mother of an under age child you should be controlling what she does, otherwise God knows what could end up happening to her.
My ex (now 46) was a pervert that loved looking at teeny boppers (as he called them) that dressed like that, he was the type that would get himself all hot and bothered looking at them, then expect me to fix his problem. I refused to and once even dumped a cup of ice down his pants to cool him off. Needless to say I left him 3 years ago this August for a good man. Since then a few months ago I got a call from a detective asking me a shit load of questions about his conduct with children, one specifically, and others in general. Apparently the woman that helped me get away from him because she wanted him for herself (what an idiot) had filed a report on him regarding her daughter. It was a child crimes division detective that had called me asking me about if I'd seen him doing anything sexually inappropriate to her daughter, who is about 13 years old right now. She also asked me about my past experiences with him. I told her about the abuse he gave me, our daughter (who was placed for adoption at the age of 6 to save her from him) his inappropriate conduct with the girl in question and several others, along with the fact that I found out just after I left him that he was a childhood stalker of mine. The S.O.B. stalked me from the age of 8-17, making me paranoid and terrified the entire time, and almost killed me trying to catch me to rape me at least half a dozen times (thank God he never got his way with me, not back then anyway). The whole time this went on my parents ignored the situation thinking I was imagining things or just looking to get attention. Even when I got a threatening phone call at 2am one night saying he was going to kill me, then kept calling every night between 1 and 2am letting the phone ring and ring and ring. Did my parents call and report it to the police? Hell no, after 2 weeks of listening to the damn phone going off at that hour of the morning they started turning the ringer off when they went to bed. He used to stand outside my bedroom window at night tapping on the glass, and saying he was going to kill me, and no one ever did a damn thing about it. Just before I turned 18 it abruptly stopped, then about a year later, just before turning 19 I met my ex, who put me through 12 years of HELL! The funny thing was I had told him about the story of my childhood stalker and that if anyone ever tried to do that to me again it would be the last thing they ever did. As a child I couldn't do anything about it myself, but now I'll put a bullet between their eyes, and I have several weapons of choice to do it with. I went through all this even being flat chested, and I didn't even dress to impress, I was very conservative. He's 12 years older than I am and it turned out that he was my brothers best friend in high school, I used to go to the park with him and my brother before my brother got locked up, shortly afterwards is when the stalking began, and ended shortly after my brother got out for the last time and stayed out. I'm not going to go into all the hair raising details, but it was the worst 9 years of my life, followed closely by the second worst 12 years of my life. Actually they were pretty close to being the same, only living with him I faced my enemy every day instead of running from him. The day after I left him I got an order of protection against him, which he is currently serving probation for breaking, and currently has a warrant out for his arrest for breaking his probation by not paying the restitution he agreed to pay to me when he pled guilty. I don't know where he is, what he's doing, and don't give a damn as long as he's leaving me alone, if he ever makes the mistake of showing his face around this house again (Which I haven't seen him do in almost 2 years, thank God!) it will be a fatal mistake on his part.
Don't mean to be offensive or using any kind of scare tactics, but that story is 100% true, and I left out the scariest parts, if I hadn't this would be a 100 page novel. Be good to your daughter, love her, support her where you should, but don't be afraid to kick her in the butt and tell her to wake up. Having a nice figure is just that, nice, but it's not a necessity, and many never do, the world is made up of all different kinds of people, each with their own unique look, if we were all meant to have the perfect hourglass figure we would be made from a mold, but we're not. I always said that I didn't like my figure, but it's the one that God created and gave to me, so if it's good enough for him it's good enough for me. Of course now I'm trying to alter it to suite myself, but I lived with the one he gave me for 34 years before doing so, I didn't go under the knife to do it, and I didn't try to mess with it before he was even done building it. I chose to be more welcoming and supportive in the choice to help your daughter, even though my thoughts were more like Lily13. I know you want to be supportive to your daughter, but there are times when being supportive means giving them a swift kick in the butt and telling them no.
And be sure to tell her to be very careful when she noogles (never let them turn purple inside the domes), as over pumping them and trying to get as much swelling as you can get can cause more harm than good and can actually damage them and prevent them from growing properly instead of helping. I know because the first ten months I pumped like mad, even without letting them turn purple, between the long hours I pumped and the pressure I used trying to get as much swelling as possible I think I did more harm than good. In fact in ten months of pumping like that I did get some awesome swelling at times, as much as reaching 36C from 34A, but no growth. What little growth I've had didn't start until after I had to take a break and started back up taking it a lot easier. I used to pump 8-16 hours a day, now I do 1-3, and I don't go for maximum swelling anymore. I pump until I have a good suction, but they rarely even turn dark pink any more, where they used to get red, and I may increase the pressure once during my sessions as they swell and lose some pressure, but that's it. Once they start to relax and get used to the pressure from the second pumping I take them off and give them a break, usually after about an hour or so. Since changing to that routine things are going a lot better now, no red dots, no bruising, no problems, just happy, slowly growing boobs. And unless she's a fast responder, or experiences natural growth over the next year, she may not have enough growth to satisfy her in a years time, which means you may still have to worry about her going out and getting implants. So like I said earlier, google the horror stories on breast implants and make her sit down and look at what has happened to other women and try to get that thought out of her mind before it's too late.
