I love having small breasts.

Exactly. I find women with three or four breast very disconcerting.

And small breasts are less dangerous.

Five is right out.

From a guy who could not care less about breast size I will say this: My wife, for a obtaining her masters degree, decided to enlarge her breasts from your current size into a large C cup. At the time, I was very much against it. We have been together since we were both 12 years old and are still together now, so at the time she was only doing it for a self esteem boost. It really bothered her that she had small breasts. She absolutely did not care if I was completely happy with them or not, even though I was very pleased with her breast size (I’m an ass man.) To make a long story short, she went through with the surgery and had a top of the line surgeon do the operation and they turned out great. The surgeon said the more we massaged them the better they would turn out, as far as feeling real. Well, needless to say, I massaged the hell out of those things. What she was not expecting was the pain involved. For the first 2 days she was absolutely miserable and on the 3rd day she was not much better. We are both very happy with the results and even though they are fake, they almost feel real. She has told me and others multiple times that she would never have it done again even though she is very happy with them because of how horrible her pain was following the procedure.

Did she have to defend her breasts to an academic panel?

Oddly enough, if you get to six, it loops all the way back around and starts being sexy again.

My running partner and dear friend is pretty much flat-chested (she’s also only 5’2", and athletically built). She professes to very much enjoy the fact – if she wants curves, she just puts on a padded bra.

Well, not that I’ll subject them to peer review or anything, but I have two (no more or less) pieces of evidence I can compare to pictures of myself at 18 and what my mirror tells me now at 42. I started wearing a sports bra to sleep in about a decade ago, roughly every other night.

You have small, well formed breasts and identify as a nerdy girl? I want your number too!!!

I’m not sure if you’re saying that your breasts are now lower than they were at 18 or if you’re saying that they look just the same, but either way you’re only one person and you have no way of knowing how you’d look now if you hadn’t started sleeping in a sports bra. If you prefer to sleep in a sports bra then I doubt it’s going to do you any real harm, but Cecil looked into this several years back and found “zero evidence that bras prevent saggy breasts.” Even the CEO of Playtex (quote at end of long article) said “We have no medical evidence that wearing a bra could prevent sagging”. If it were possible to come up with any such evidence I’m sure the bra manufacturers wouldn’t be shy about publicizing it.

Exactly.

I’m a guy and never understood the bigger is better fascination. Even as a hormone addled teenager I thought in terms of the effects of time. Heck, it’s not even a function of time for some women.

That’s one of the other benefits I forgot - sports, running, being able to move without always worrying about what your stupid breasts are planning to do.

Only if you consider 3 owners of a run down strip club an ‘academic panel.’

You are wrong my friend. There are good boobs and there are great boobs, and there are perfect boobs.

Covered breasts are good. Uncovered are great. They are perfect if I can touch them.

I actually think small breasts are sexier. Large ones just look weaird IMHO.

Sure, my breasts are small, but they’re well-shaped and I know they won’t sag horribly in twenty years. They’re cute. I would never want to change them. Are there any other women who take pride in their little busts? I can’t be the only one?

I’m in your corner! Gimme small well formed natural boobies over pendulouse veiny sacks any day :slight_smile:

They also look weird. :o

Wired?

Damn you! shakes fist Panda-ward God, my flippin’ bra has four sets of hooks in the back. Four! If I ever wanna have sex, I have to plan hours in advance to allow for sufficient time to remove my bra. It’s completely ridiculous. Easier doing the Sunday NY Times crossword puzzle than to remove my bra. It takes less time to build a space ship and put a man on the moon than it does to remove my bra. You can read “War and Peace” six times in the amount of time it takes to remove my bra. I’ll stop now.

Pics or it didn’t happen?

Well, this is old, but I’m about the same size:

Man, back when I was unemployed and had Twitter. shivers