20-06-2014, 04:45
I've wanted big breast since I could remember. I had a first grade teacher who had a decent pair and I always though one day I'm gonna have those. When me and the other kids would play grown ups I'd always stuff whatever I could find under my shirt so I would appear to have big breast.
Before the beginning of 6th grade I got my first bra and I was super excited even though they were 32A they felt huge to me. In actuality I should have probably been wearing 26D but those weren't available.
As the years went on I just expected that one day they would emerge but that never happened. They grew steadily until about sophomore year of high school and then they stopped. By then I was fitting into whatever I could find at department stores which was about 34B. My first fitting a Victoria's secret I was measured at 32B but the quadboob I got from their bra's showed otherwise. I was excited but I still didn't think that I was a 32C and I just though they ran small.
I remember countless nights wishing upon stars that my boobs would grow or trying to trick my brain into making them grow by tell myself that they would. That didn't work either. My obsession only got worse as I was introduced to the world of porn, sex, and naked boobs. By freshman year of college I'd started saving up for breast augmentation. I still wasn't thrilled about the whole idea of going under the knife so I started to research on NBE and even bought some pill that claimed to help in the area.
After some trial with the pills (less than a month) I became more interested in the possibilities out there and thats when I started researching pueraria mirifica and I happened upon this cite.
Then the journey began
Before the beginning of 6th grade I got my first bra and I was super excited even though they were 32A they felt huge to me. In actuality I should have probably been wearing 26D but those weren't available.
As the years went on I just expected that one day they would emerge but that never happened. They grew steadily until about sophomore year of high school and then they stopped. By then I was fitting into whatever I could find at department stores which was about 34B. My first fitting a Victoria's secret I was measured at 32B but the quadboob I got from their bra's showed otherwise. I was excited but I still didn't think that I was a 32C and I just though they ran small.
I remember countless nights wishing upon stars that my boobs would grow or trying to trick my brain into making them grow by tell myself that they would. That didn't work either. My obsession only got worse as I was introduced to the world of porn, sex, and naked boobs. By freshman year of college I'd started saving up for breast augmentation. I still wasn't thrilled about the whole idea of going under the knife so I started to research on NBE and even bought some pill that claimed to help in the area.
After some trial with the pills (less than a month) I became more interested in the possibilities out there and thats when I started researching pueraria mirifica and I happened upon this cite.
Then the journey began