When I quit smoking, I bulked up to a whopping 122 lbs, from a scrawny 99 lbs, most all of it bum and boobs.
When it first happened, I could not have been happier. Parts that actually jiggle, well, it had been a long time dream.
Eventually I got a bra, now I wear it even when I don’t go to work, sometimes if I’m going out of the house. And, I suspect it barely qualifies as a bra, it’s made entirely of tee shirt material and has one elastic for around the torso, not even a clasp. It was the most comfortable one I could find.
But, to tell you the truth, it’s been a year or more now, and it’s growing a little old. The joy has gone, and I’d give anything to go back to having smaller breasts. Wearing a bra is a big drag if you ask me.