I'm throughful today and I got to get this said somewhere, so here it goes.
My body changes and big jump in breast growth lately has me thinking... I'm wondering when will I start to get the social problems of what busty women are facing? I mean like seriously getting all kinds of shit for it? Last time I was at our summerhouse my mother was on a pissy mood and said something that stuck up with me, "I'm so glad my boobs aren't any bigger than they are, look" and she showed what kind of sweat rash she had under her boobs. Yea, its nasty and I had it happen last summer. The point being that previously she used to belittle me, downplay my breast development and not even believe my bra size when I told her. Now the tone is different, "thankfully mine aren't bigger" meaning "as big as yours" because I'm way larger than she is, I think I'm easily one third bigger or even more. I know mom is wearing eurosize F cups.
The thing is that I'm nowhere near done with my development, I'm approx mid Tanner 4 as I'm not seemingly rushing maturity despite growing a lot of volume. This means there will be years more to come and that means many cup sizes more. And I don't mind it in the slightest, quit the opposite. Each day I love my body more and love my massive boobs more. I'm at the point of actually realizing how big they are, its becoming so glaringly obvious. I poke them into things, they hurt, they ache, they're on the way, I can't sleep on my stomach, these things make my back, shoulders and neck chronically stuck and hurt unless I wear a bra religiously which I don't do all the time as constricting clothes some times cause anxiety.
Also I have ambition about this and even greed. My dysphoria and image of myself, how my body is supposed to be also requires it. I've had obsession about big boobs since ages ago. I thought for the longest time that its a fetish, that its purely sexual, with time it dawned to me that I wish to see this on myself rather than just others. I have dated several ladies in past who were absolutely dreamy, how I adored them so much and secretly wanted to be them and have body just like theirs. Well I'm going there right now, I'm becoming one of those ladies I so much adored and loved.
I know i'm not done yet, I'm starting to become happy, but not content. Call me crazy, but I wouldn't mind doubling my current size if I just can keep on growing. I'm already feeling the downsides of big breasts, they're cumbersome and unpractical, bras cost a fortune, I'm being stared at when I got out, a lot. Its not just men either, its women too. There will be consequences, social problems and physical ones. But at the same time I love it, its making me happy with my body, I'm starting to feel like home within myself. I love my massive chest and I'm ready for more.
Some funny pics from yesterday, a friend doubted it when I said that I project on the side so much that from nipple to breast root is longer than my fingertips to my wrist. So I showed her... With the tape too, its like +12". lol. My breast root ends around where the wire sits as this bra is so well sized for me. I love it, sad that its the last Elomi Molly for me, they should make it bigger, KK will last me only a while more. Taking a pic of this was kind of an eye opener.
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