My Boobies Are Growing So Fast That They Have Stretch Marks And My Veins Are Showing More Now~❤️

My second tens Machine should be here today 😍😍 that's four electrodes per boob!! This stimulation is gonna be amazing! Also it's been confirmed.. I have macromastia!! My tits will never stop growing!! 😍😍😍 Ever since I started using the tens machine I swear I've been growing faster! All of my new tops are tighter around my tits and one when ripped down the side around my left boob!! It's okay though, I like the feeling of destroying my tops ❤️❤️

Tight dress

I’ll get shit for this and called names but i don’t care. Button popping cures my boredom, this is why boobs are amazing. So fun, however i need larger shirts. :c

Weird? That i am. 

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“Things I Think Men Think Women with Larger Boobs Do In Their Spare Time When No One Else is Watching.” (Part 74 of the ongoing series.)

Okay. Bear with me on this one, because I think I need some explanation from some of you guys out there.

I don’t get the wearing a bra that is clearly too small. I really don’t get why so many guys seem to find it an appealing thought.

A few years back I found a garbage bag of old clothes in the back of the closet of my old room at my parents’ house where I grew up. And in there was another bag with a bunch of my old bras from when I was growing. They must have spanned the gambit from training bra up to one of my first D-cup bras. Don’t ask me why they got saved, but it was both strange and mildly trippy to see them again, especially seeing these tiny bras that at the time felt like such a huge deal. (And now, seriously, I am sure some of them would barely cover my nipples/areola… They’d certainly not be able to function with any properties of a functional bra to me now.)

But somehow in the course of conversation weeks or months later, I mentioned this find to a male friend. And his instant response was that he would LOVE to see me in one of those bras that was too small. And I really could not—and stil cannot—fathom why? What is the appeal???

To me, this look isn’t sexy. It’s positively ridiculous looking.

But I know some of you out there will fundamentally disagree with me.

So… anyone want to try to explain to me what the appeal is of seeing a woman that is wearing a bra that is too small?

Becca

You groggily awoke to the sound of grunting, heavy breathing, and a strange gurgling noise like something filling with liquid.

Opening your eyes revealed the source, your girlfriend Holly, now massive with enormous boobs was on all fours above you and had her chest dangling right above your face.

At first she didn't realize you were awake, she was too busy panting and moaning. You looked up to see her eyes closed, her face flushed, her mouth open letting out moan after sigh after lewd grunt.

The gurgling sound hadn't stopped, and you were able to identify the source as her breasts continued to swell right above your face. Suddenly they sprang free from her top, unable to be held back any longer. The reason for the noise became clear as what could only be milk started to leak and drip onto your face, some into your agape mouth.

You made a reactionary noise which finally shook her from her trance. She looked down at you, "Ohhhhhh babyyyyy, hiiii *nghhh* I don't know what's *unnhhhhh* happening, but I need you. I need you I need you I need you."

As she was saying this she laid down to shimmy out of her bottoms. Her tits completely eclipsed your view. You felt her tear your boxers off and reposition so she was sitting straddling you. You could feel her much larger ass squish against your calves and feet, it must've been growing alongside her as well.

"You're going to help me feel soooo goooooood." She said almost as if she wasn't even talking to you anymore. Her mind had been completely fogged over with pleasure and growth. All you could do was stare in reverence at your goddess of a girlfriend.

She took hold of you and pulled you out from underneath her, positioning you so that your crotches lined up but also so that your head was at breast level, "Suck me, suck me baby, please." She shoved a nipple in your mouth and your instincts took over as you began to suck as if your life depended on it. Sweet, warm milk, the ambrosia of the gods, began to flood your mouth and your senses, calming you and fogging up your mind almost as much as Holly's.

She then rearranged her hands so one was pushing your head to her breast and the other took hold of your hips and began working you in and out of her in perfect rhythm.

You were faintly aware of her coos and sighs, but one sound dominated your hearing, and that was the continued gurgling you heard from before as her chest continued to swell against you.

"Th- that's it... that's my sweetheart."