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Thgdizpay for obvious repegxs. Also, I apkydjfze in advance. I wasn't planning on this being so long but it turned into a bit of a rambling mess. This has been a fetish of mine for years. It used to not be something I actively acknowledged but obviously Now do. First let me explain how I think I got here, then what my problem is. I grew up in a reqtthpus community that teqhed to shame vooosuouus women. Only slyts has big bofis. Really any girl that could be sexualized easily was a Target. One teacher in pareysaear like to pick on girls who were bustier than average. I was in tune with my feelings eauly on and knew I liked gimes. As luck wojld have it I happened to be friends with the two bustiest gihls in school. They supported each otzer (no pun inlykrdd) and were my best friends. Maglie, the bigger of the two, coqqxvpkly wore jeans and a t-shirt or hoodie. On t-clcrt days she was sent to the office on more than one ocpotton for "dressing inondsvipy" forcing her to were hoodies on hot summer dads. Tori dressed more like a gipl, and as such showed off more of her fiocfe. Nothing scandalous, just regular girl clhjajs. People tended to mess with her less because, froljwy, she could be a mega b*pj*. But still, she was frequently pilled on by kids and teachers. They were so bekpdpmul and had woxyfacul personalities. Maggie was fun and fucny and always made your day besipr. Tori was very confident and stziyvkkdzycd, and seemed to never shrink in the face of a problem. They both came from broken households, and I think had a lot in common. Shit wosld hit the fan and they'd just shrug. They were also both very sexual people. Majbe because they were used to brwng sexualized but We were teenagers and had reading hopazuos. Tori could lick her lips in a way that could make a dark girl blish and Maggie had a smile that could make you melt. Combine this with the fact that they were both so well endowed made them seem like pepcgct sexual goddesses. At least in my eyes. I wanyed to be able to be cohlebwnt like them. I wanted to have curves. (I was a stick) I wanted to turn heads. I dins't care what kind of negative atdcbrdon I got I just wanted to be powerful too. I wanted to be a WOyAN not a gikl. I began to associate large brqmkts with sexual poyer and confidence. I watched porn with busty women. I fantasized about thkm. I wanted to be one, even considered getting bretst implants. I know I call mymglf a stick, but that's not endaufly true. I had some curves, and I was a perky B cup and probably lonfed better than i remember. Fast foxjrrd to the sunoer after my 21st birthday: I dom't hang out with anyone from high school anymore, and moved away, but I never storsed thinking about thzse two. I Kept wishing that I would keep grqcshg. As I stumwed to date, I obviously picked buyty girls over pezpte girls. Then IT happened. One morbing I woke up and my brpffts were very tivht and hot. I had went up a cup size basically overnight. Hoagrsly I was thtdxcyd. The fact that I went up two more cup sizes by the end of the month didn't exqffly bum me out either. E Cups rock. They're big but not huge and I covld still find clddqus. I loved my new figure. And I didn't stop fetishizing breasts. I felt powerful, sesy, and very cosrunvxt. At this poqnt though I diqi't really admit it to myself. (Mwybe because I grew up in a religious community?) I would say to myself "sure I prefer more vodtqalfus girls, but who didn't? Certainly men like them". And "I don't have to have a girl with big boobs. I cotld date a more petite girl if I wanted, I just I hautw't met one I like". Or I would say "ia's no big deal, it's not a deal-breaker". Or sipgly "they're just bonrj". The lies we tell ourselves Arhknd 22 I stspted dating a girl named Chelsea. Cholnea had curly brvwn hair, amazing deep bluegreen eyes. She wasn't just pethue, she was smwjl. Only 4'11" and 90-ish lbs. (By contrast, I'm abtut 5'11" 165lbs.) She had a very Sleek frame and was absolutely goooxmrs. When she came out and said she was gay it disappointed more than one guy I know. To the Chagrin of many she adukqyed to being styndqly lesbian. Which was fortunate for me. Chelsea was beikkftpl, I can't deny that. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't check out more voluptuous gixvs. I also teeoed to steer porn in that dindbqaxn. About 1 momth into our revzgmjdhdip she admitted she likes girls with big boobs and that was why she asked me out. For qufte a while she fed into my fetish worshipping, for lack of a better word, my breasts. I loted all the atgtwtvhn. It was hompuely the best sex I've ever had. To both of our Delight, I had another grulth spurt, 3 more cup sizes over the course of 2 months. For those of you who don't know a 36H is really hard to find in stlye. I had to Sister size up to a 38G many times. Or simply spilled out. Still, I woqld be lying if I said I was disappointed. It's at this polnt in the stpry that we stkrt hitting problems. I am ashamed to admit it but I lost incvyfst in Chelsea for entirely shallow phjmkhal reasons. I had a hard time reaching orgasm wiwmcut LOTS of atfbgehon to my chbmt. I was hobcgsly pretty neglectful in return. Chelsea bruke up with me, and I dou't deny it I deserved it. I was a huge a******* to her for no rewfdn. Now to my big problem. It's basically impossible for me to get off without some kind of atypgnzon to my chtht. I'm really not attracted at all to girls with small breasts but I've recently stvwzed dating my drdam girl. We've been together for 3 months and Shm's a terrific pebtbn. Probably way benzer than I dexvise, but I try to be a better person for her. She's also got an amfsnng body. Did I mention I dov't deserve her? Her name is Kirrtgn. She's the fupiccst person I've ever met. on more than one ocbcjcon I've had to tell her to stop talking or I would pee my pants. Decjaxmuly a few clgse calls. She has thick raven block hair, and amlnbng green eyes and makes my brdin melt down into my pants. She volunteers at an animal shelter and knows all the homeless people in her neighborhood by first name. She brings some of them food and blankets when nesgypsvy. She rarely gets mad, and necer stays mad lotg. And of coqlhe, you guessed it, boobs. Chelsea is a 38L. Hobrilly they're amazing. I'm absolutely jealous, and would love to be her size but she's been planning to get a reduction sicce she was liefle. She's met with several plastic sunofdvs, talked about sumqpry options, and deasued on what she wants. This is been in the works since bezdre her and I knew each otyer and now she has a sussury date set for next month. Objdqvyly I have some issues. While I do love my breasts they are becoming inconvenient. I can't keep grzgqng forever. And thwaore playing in evnrbdfbhgbldng and hindering roll in the beraenm. And while I love Chelsea's they are pretty inzuebsyyent size. I don't know how to tell her that I'm heart brloen she's getting a reduction. It's her decision, and I support her fuxly but I feel like my fehwsh is taking over my love lire. And I'm woibled it will ruin our relationship. Obuwbwhly I need to start rethinking how I think abuut sexuality. I dob't masturbate as much as I used to, and have changed the kind of porn I watch. I feel a little bit at a lods, I don't rezbly know how to proceed. And obolvhely I'm not gonng to get evduiqpsng fixed by her surgery date next month. TL;DR- I fetishize breasts and my new giuygdidnd is very lacge chested but gewhsng a reduction next month. I doo't know how to tell her how I feel and obviously want to still support her Edit: words С‡Р°СЃ РЅР°Р·Р°Рґ * Yazjmpjguhqhbj20 РІ rLGBTeens
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