I know they’ve grown.
I know that they’re always growing because my doctors tell me, but it feels like they’ve gotten so big that I actually have trouble noticing them getting bigger week to week.
I’ve been eating like a pig this last month, and my breasts have had a pretty constant itchy throbbing sensation, which is a telltale sign of growth, but im curious…
From y’all’s perspective, do they seem bigger?
I mean, there’s probably nothing I can do at this point to make them stop growing, although if I got my diet back together, I could probably slow them somewhat but, at this point I don’t really care anymore.
If my body is hurtling toward immobility and a breast focused life, who am I to stop it?
So I eat.
Ice cream. So much ice cream. I’ve actually pondered what percentage of my actual boob has been added from just me eating ice cream. How many fat in breast tissue cells have been spawned into existence because I was lapping up another scoop at night.
The mac and cheese, mashed potatoes , pudding, even protein powders and veggies if I must.
This is how ive felt the last couple weeks. Like, if it’s a bonfire im burning, might as well put some gasoline on it. lol.
Every now and then, laying in bed when I can’t sleep at night, literally covered from chin to knee in breast, I have a bit of a panic attack at how much they’ve grown, but I would say 95% of the time recently, I’m just used to it now.
I definitely couldn’t have imagined the boob focus lifestyle that I’m living now two years ago when this all started. Back when I was sporting just a tiny pair of J cups . Funny to even imagine anyone could think J cups are tiny, but at this point it’s genuinely how I feel.
It’d be funny if it wasn’t so real how much of my life is just boobs now lol. I guess I have to laugh.
I wake up. I have to adjust my boobs to get out of bed. I go to the bathroom, boobs cover my entire lap on the toilet. Brushing my teeth and showering, boobs are in the sink and taking up most of the shower.
I go to get dressed. A complete boob based affair. What still fits? What minimizes? What isn’t so constrictive it will hurt them?
I go to get some food, my funky metabolism is surging calories straight to them. Bloating, billowing, boobening? Yeah, boobening!
It is what it is.
At this point, I’m not sure if I would even get a reduction if the doctors told me I could. I mean if that day ever comes, I could sing a very different tune but, I’ve honestly become very used to this lifestyle. Maybe that will change if I actually can’t walk but for now im just in a growth cycle and not minding the flavors that are keeping me here. Growing…
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So… This isn’t a long writing post but mainly because I hav others im editing and getting posts together for the month. Going forward I wanna try to post a big one every two weeks.
Thank you to all of you that stick around through my binge and purge cycle im always in with being online.
Throw some ideas for posts you’d like to see in the comments. Picture ideas. Writing ideas. Thumbs up each others ideas. I’ll write the most populr ones. (If I like them too :)