In addition to some (or all) of these methods, getting a good, slightly oversized, double-breasted suit jacket might help cover what’s left. Think more along the lines of gangster-wear (as in Capone, not DMX) and less business suits and you’ll have an idea of what to look for. It bears looking into if someone in your family has one lying around, anyway…
Hypergirl,
Well, talking a look here it looks like you’ve got a good girly genetics all the way around. Paltrow nearly pulled it off in Shakespear in love, but you might have noticed she’s a bit more modestly endowed than you are.
Are you sure you wanna go for the studly hunk look? You’d need to broaden your shoulders somehow and carry it to a smooth tapering waist, rather than the hourglass you’ve got naturally.
On the other hand, going for full bore cross dresser look, you’ve got the goods lady. Add some good stuff from Victoria’s Secret and you’re gonna put all your friends goin for that look in the shade.
-Doug
What size are they? Then we would know better what to do…sorry to ask but you started it hypergirl.
No prob.
Chainsaw
They are size D. I do have a bit of a bigger problem hiding it than Gwyneth. I guess I’m just going to do the sports bra thing, since I didn’t manage to find an ace bandage.
Hey ChiefScott, you wanna come over here? I’ll take you up on your offer. 
What, high school? I’m with you there.
I think you’re worrying too much about looking like a guy. Part of the fun of opposite day is that you can’t really be opposite. So dressing like a guy, but with obvious breasts, is perfect for spirit week. The idea in life, particularly youth, is to have fun.
So dress like a guy, but be you underneath. Have fun, and stop obsessing about it.
Originally posted by Danalan
I think you’re worrying too much about looking like a guy. Part of the fun of opposite day is that you can’t really be
opposite. So dressing like a guy, but with obvious breasts, is perfect for spirit week. The idea in life, particularly youth, is to have fun.
So dress like a guy, but be you underneath. Have fun, and stop obsessing about it.
As a “D” cup myself I wholeheartedly agree! Don’t cause yourself pain, just have fun and to hell with what “they” think. (they will talk no matter how hard ya try! You have tits and nothing baring surgery is gonna change that.) Enjoy yourself and use them to your advantage.Like when ya need work done on your car…tits are a good equalizer. (The bigger your boobs are, the dumber men get…not all men, but most who work in the automotive field)
I’m done ranting but GIRL…Work it like you are a transvestite who just paid big bucks for those hooters and love em to pieces before gravity sets in! Unleash those hounds on the world!
Y’know, I kinda agree with Danalan, just put on grey sweats and say you’re Robert Paulson (you know, Meat Loaf) from Fight Club. 
Whoa! All hands on deck, Chief!
I’m basing this on the fact that when you see female bodybuilders on ESPN, they all have no breasts to speak of. Hard pecs, but no breasts.
E-bay. You could probably make a bigger profit if you sold them separately.
Because they have next to no bodyfat. That's why so many get implants - you'll notice when some lie down(Quiana) , the breasts don't sag at all. Silicon Valley... Breasts are one (two?) or the most beautiful uses of fat I've seen.You could wear all your clothes backwards, leaving you flat chested and with a rather strange shapped hump. Of course this wont work if you allready have a strange shapped hump.
You can Duck Tape them like models do. You’d have to balance out below them. PErhaps a cheap gentlemans suit from the thrift shop would do the trick?
Well I wound up having them duct taped down. It lasted for five minutes and then I decided that it was annoying and I couldn’t breathe, so I got cut out. It was really odd seeing myself flat chested.
OK.
I’ll be right over and give 'em a shot! No cum… er, pun intended.
You don’t realize how much that makes me hate ya.
Kidding, kidding. I love my little breasts. Besides. Its shape over size, as they say. :p:p:p:p:p:p:p:p:p:p
Ha ha, I lasted the whole day being flat chested! I think I almost make a convincing attempt at being a guy, albeit a tubby looking one. And, since I sing, I breathe from the diaphragm, as opposed to Jessica, who breathes all in from her chest, so I was perfectly comfortable all day, except for the sticky tits syndrome I got on a small patch of my skin.
I’d just like to chime in at this point to say: Mmmmmmmmm… boobies!