24-06-2012, 07:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 24-06-2012, 07:11 PM by mochaccino.)
Thanks for saying this. I'm surprised none of the other biological females on this site have mentioned this before (at least not that I'm aware of). I completely understand where you're coming from. For the most part I'm interested in having average sized boobs so that I can finally fill out average size clothes, but occasionally I wonder what it would be like to have very large breasts. On the rare occasion that I take the desire seriously I know that it's driven by fetishism. I admit it 
Like you, I also once cut out some pictures of topless women when I was very young, maybe 11. For some reason my mother purchased an arty fashion mag with lots of partially nude photos. The models weren't very large breasted, but a few had larger breasts than typical models so I was still interested. She would never have purchased such a thing if she had young boys in the house. Little did she know...
A while later my dad said he had found "weird" pictures of women and wanted to know which one of my siblings was responsible. Somehow he figured out it was me, and I was mortified. Finally he showed me what he had found and it was just some pages from my stupid "fashion" book full of pictures of clothes that I liked, as well as lots of glitter pen and stickers. I guess there must have been a few abercrombie and fitch or american apparel ads in there or something. I was relieved but only partly, because to this day he believes it was some kind of dirty book. What a strange coincidence.
Like you, I also once cut out some pictures of topless women when I was very young, maybe 11. For some reason my mother purchased an arty fashion mag with lots of partially nude photos. The models weren't very large breasted, but a few had larger breasts than typical models so I was still interested. She would never have purchased such a thing if she had young boys in the house. Little did she know...A while later my dad said he had found "weird" pictures of women and wanted to know which one of my siblings was responsible. Somehow he figured out it was me, and I was mortified. Finally he showed me what he had found and it was just some pages from my stupid "fashion" book full of pictures of clothes that I liked, as well as lots of glitter pen and stickers. I guess there must have been a few abercrombie and fitch or american apparel ads in there or something. I was relieved but only partly, because to this day he believes it was some kind of dirty book. What a strange coincidence.