4 Women Describe What Life Is Like With Big Breasts

January 29, 2020 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences

1. Imagine having a huge set of balls on your chest, that might give you a decent idea.

Like balls, they hang and get sweaty. But they also feel like two heavy bags of sand are slapping your chest (or stomach, depends) when you run or jump.

They get swollen and feel unbearably sore every month, for the unlucky ones.

If you have big boobs and need to wear a bra, you deal with a hard, nagging, poking, wire under your boobs until that beautiful moment when you can take off your bra.

But if you’re a member of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee and are fortunate enough to skip a bra, just hope it doesn’t get too cold, or you may accidentally “key” someone’s car.

But it keeps going!

If you have recently had babies, you leak. Boobs also grow by as much as a whole cup size or two.

And after having kids and getting older, you may find that your breasts also brush against your hip bones when you walk.

Despite all of the inconveniences, titties are beautiful. If you don’t have them, appreciate them.

 

2. It. Is. A. Night. Mare.

Back when I was a skinny mini around 18 years old, I was a DD which I was perfectly happy with!

Then when I got curvy and thicc as hell, I slowly went up to my current size which is F.

They are a bloody NUISANCE!

DD is still big but you can fit into normal clothes, normal bikinis and generally wear most things without causing parents to shield their children’s eyes and giving old men heart attacks.

Bigger though, and it is a serious challenge finding clothes for work that are still age appropriate and trendy, but aren’t wildly inappropriate in a professional environment. I have way too many high necks and turtle necks for any one person. One look at my closet without context and you’d think I was a middle aged librarian.

I gave up on bikinis years ago as I just straight up cannot enjoy myself wearing one anymore. Not only is it insanely difficult to find pretty, supportive ones for large sizes but even when you do find a gem – it looks like you’re in the cast of “Hustlers” and you simply cannot walk around carefree without the hair on your neck standing up from all the eyeballs staring at you.

It’s one pieces or nothing now, and even THOSE are inappropriate half the time.

Enjoy sleeping on your belly or sunbathing? Sucks to be you!

Parked in a tight spot and need to squeeze out? Good luck getting past your waist before getting lodged.

The gym is embarrassing and some things I actually cannot even do because it is physically impossible. Any kind of ab work outs or positions that involve a crunch-like situation I can’t do properly because my boobs legit stop me half way. Running? Well … i’m sure you can use your imagination, ya filthy animals.

The gym I go to has the treadmills right at the front of the building and the front is entirely made out of glass, so not only do the unsuspecting passerbys get an eyeful, but all the fellow runners in the reflection do, too.

Lastly, the very worst one, is how god damn expensive bras are for bigger sizes. If I want a sexy, pretty bra like most women in their early twenties – I will be paying a minimum of $70 for it. Only for it to BREAK mere months after purchase. I am THROWING money at these things. I am literally right this moment wearing a bra that broke today, and the wire is stabbing me in my sternum. That’s my life.

Yeah yeah yeah, I know that there are sexual benefits to having big boobs and all and I haven’t had any complaints so far, but I truly don’t think it is worth it.

Not nearly as glamorous as some of you were suspecting, I’m sure.

 

 

3.I am a 36D and I’m surprised a lot of women on here said they don’t feel like they get treated differently because of the size of their boobs. I definitely do, not always in a good way though.

I don’t get back pain or back problems. However, sometimes when I’m close to my period, my breasts harden and become very sensitive and so I can’t sleep face down on my stomach because it will hurt like crazy.

Also, finding bras have always been a disaster, pure disaster, especially when I used to live in Vietnam, where the majority of the women have small breasts, A or B size. Finding appropriate swimwear is also tough too. Not until I went to the US was I able to find bras that fit and compliment my breasts. Victoria’s Secret actually. I solely get unlined demis because they don’t have padding and I do not need to carry extra weight on my breasts and make them look even obscenely bigger.

Back to the way I get treated. When I was in high school, my breasts already developed and I have the biggest breasts out of every other girl in my class and I felt extremely conscious of it. In gym class, I feared when the PE teacher would call me to run or to jump over obstacles, because I know my breasts would bounce and sure enough, the whole class will have a big discussion privately about it. I hated my big breasts back then

Growing up, my mom was always complaining about my breasts being too big and ugly so I have always felt ashamed about them too. Every single piece of clothing I wear suddenly becomes slutty the minute I put it on. I can’t wear form fitting because it’s too revealing and wearing baggy clothes just makes me look fat when I’m not. Hiding my cleavages was top of my list of criteria when I picked out clothes back then.

Not until I came to the US, they received a lot of attention and compliments from both guys and girls, did I start to feel proud of them. None of my boyfriends or guys that I have been with has not complimented my breasts greatly when they see them. And some girls are jealous of me for having them. Going to pool party is such a blast because I get to flaunt them and get compliments and attention and looks without feeling bad about showing too much skin (It’s a pool party after all). I also have really small waist, even when I’m at my fattest. Other parts of my body are slender, except for my breasts. So I guess it’s not enough to just have big breasts. You also need a good proportion of other parts.

It’s sorta vain but I gotta say I enjoy the attention that I get so far, now that I no longer get criticized and feel bad for looking different from everyone else. I feel grateful and blessed..:)

 

 

4.They’re the best things ever, especially when they’re big enough that it’s impossible NOT to notice them yourself throughout the day.

What can I say? Having them myself, it just makes me feel extra sexy on certain days, especially when I am talking affectionately to my boyfriend xD. Or it may just be because I am a very openly sexual person.

I love that annoying feeling of my boobs getting in the way when I try to sleep on my side (I usually just put like a second pillow in between them so they don’t painfully squash each other xD), and utterly love that satisfying feeling of them bouncing when I walk swiftly. However I will agree with everyone that I DO HATE it when they bounce TOO MUCH, such as when I am working out.

I’m the type of girl who refuses to wear a bra, unless I am actually working out. I mean what’s the point? I can understand that girls with really big boobs need them at all times when they are in motion, but mine just big enough to feel good, but also not too big to actually hurt when they bounce from just walking.

Anyway, to answer your question. What is it like to have boobs? I think I already answered that, but fuck it, I’ll say it again.

It is fucking GREAT. When you’re wearing a tight shirt or something, it is easily noticeable to everyone else, and I have legitimately gotten catcalls at work from customers over the front counter, as well as from ppl walking by on the street. It’s the most warm self-indulging feeling ever to have any man compliment you for your melons, and fuck any stupid pussy SJW’s who think that that’s sexual harassment, WAKEUP CALL, IT’S NOT. IT’S CALLED A FUCKING COMPLIMENT, DON’T FLATTER YOURSELF.

Also, I sometimes use them as a weapon too! xD. When my boyfriend is lazy and doesn’t wanna help me with something, I’ll just nag at him with my cute squeaky voice, and press my boobs on his face, and his mood instantly turns around and WHAADAYAKNOW, he suddenly wants to help! x3. I also like to use them as a bribe, like as a reward for him doing a favor for me that he otherwise wouldn’t want to do.

Yup, having boobs is fucking great, hell, being a girl is fucking great. I literally don’t care about those tiny nuisances like bouncing boobs, occasional sore nipples, and whatnot. It’s such a small price to pay for such luscious, soft, squishy, not to mention POWERFUL weapons to use against the male race, as well as a personal toy of pleasure and enjoyment. YES, YOU HEARD ME RIGHT, I LIKE TO PLAY WITH MY BOOBS WHEN I AM ALONE. CALL ME A WEIRDO, I DON’T CARE XD.



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