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Re: Man with Big Boobs!
« Reply #105 on: October 28, 2010, 09:12:35 PM »
You're right man ;) Sorry for waiting you so long, but i had a lot of things to do, and then i've totally forgotten to share my story. But now its finished. A friend of mine has translated my story cause im not sooo good in english writing. So, im sorry if things are not right or when there are indifferent things in the story. Feel free to write me a PM. I will answer your questions. And now, have fun with reading my boobie-bio. ^^
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Ever since I was small, Iíve been fascinated by breasts. At a wild guess, itís a fascination shared by perhaps 80% of the male population.
Now that my desire was identified, how to proceed? There are a number of techniques and devices we can use to simulate a bosom. Mostly, they wonít stand up to scrutiny if visible skin is a requirement. About the best you can hope for in getting cleavage is duct-taping your flesh into a fold and augmenting it with a breast form or something. The adhesive, attachable, forms also produce the illusion of cleavage, but not really well.

I was left with three possibilities: do nothing, take hormones, or have breast augmentation surgery. I didnít feel hormones were appropriate for me. Doing nothing (and daydreaming about how things could be different) was the easy option, but there was still that nagging desire to have boobs. I wanted cleavage. The best option, I decided, was surgery.

The way I usually do things, is to act and damn the consequences. But this was perhaps the most unusual thing Iíve ever contemplated, and I took a different tack. First was the research. Hereís where modern technology takes on the heavy lifting. Thereís a ton of data on the Internet, and plenty about what I was planning, known technically as breast augmentation and colloquially as getting a boob job.

The really important questions were of a more personal nature. How could a relatively average guy survive the daily tests of modern life whilst sporting a chest of female proportion? Iíd thought about this for a long time prior, and figured the best way would be to try something temporary to test the waters. One fine fall day, full of fear and trepidation, I tried wearing my smaller breast prostheses while in male mode.

What a strange sense of fear and awe as I stepped out into a guy world with my 80Bs, in broad daylight, here in my hometown, for the very first time! The most clinical description of my personal head space was scared . Of course, I did my best to camouflage my silicone protuberances under a rather baggy shirt, but I knew they were there! I suppose a casual observer wouldnít have noticed much difference. Just a guy wearing a baggy flannel shirt. Itís different when youíre inside the shirt and sure everyone around you is staring at your chest, because itís certainly the most important thing on your mind.

The first hour seemed like a week. Everyone was fixated on my chest. Everywhere I went, I heard loud, boisterous laughter from behind me. Groups of small children ran after me, throwing small stones and heckling me at every turn. Several small women wearing sensible shoes and brandishing religious tracts in one hand and a copy of The National Enquirer in the other chased after me, chanting a mantra of ?Pervert! Pervert!? It was horrible! It was awful! It was terrible! It was completely imaginary!

Actually nothing happened! Nada. Zip. Zero. The demons inside my head got a great workout, but as far as the real world was concerned, it was business as usual.

By the end of that first fateful day, the total reaction had been a big goose-egg. Life went on all around me as if nothing had happened. Lots of turmoil between my own ears, but the rest of the world seemed blithely oblivious. It was a bit of a letdown actually, finding Iím not the center of the known universe.

So that was that, a fitful start into bosomness. Day two was a bit less stressful than day one, and day three a bit less again. After a month of daily enhancement and public scrutiny, life was pretty ordinary, just a bit lumpier. All the while, I knew deep inside that if any of this became a problem I could just stop wearing the forms. I admit I was still doing what I could to cover my synthetic assets by wearing loose clothing and crossing my arms a lot, but as I slowly became accustomed to the twins and became comfortable with my new look, I started to relax. And the strangest thing I found I enjoyed having breasts!

Not wanting to mislead you, I have to be frank for a moment. Of course other people noticed the change in my appearance. Some people did stare. Undoubtedly there was discussion of my apparent remodeling behind my back. But after a few months, the issue just seemed to disappear. The chatterboxes moved on to the next bit of juicy gossip, and my life went on.

As I grew more comfortable with my new look, I spent less time trying to hide it from others. When summer came and bulky flannel shirts werenít appropriate attire, I did change to somewhat thinner and less obscuring clothing. Still the earth didnít open under my feet and swallow me into a sulphurous pit. What a relief! It was time to fish or cut bait.

But first, a quick time-out. Over the year I spent wearing breast forms, I discovered something about disconcerting about silicone breast forms. They wear out! If you wear your forms 24/7, the outer shell eventually splits and a greasy silicone mess leaks out. When this happened at five months, I thought it was just a fluke and replaced the smaller set with my favorite, larger pair. I was now a 80C and life went on pretty much as usual. I did stop wearing the forms while **83**, as I thought this was shortening their life.

When I embarked on the journey, I decided to try a year with prosthetic breasts before doing anything permanent. I figured that would give me time to acclimate to the situation. I could stop anytime and revert to being a flat-chested guy. At the same time, I would be saving my pennies to finance the surgery if I really decided to do it. The plan was: by the time I had the cash in hand I would know if I really wanted to travel down this road.
I had decided that being a guy with boobs was not only tolerable, but a lot of fun. By this time, the worst was over. So far as my relationship to the outside world was concerned, my attitude was positive and I was looking forward to having a cleavage. My savings plan had resulted in enough to pay for the expected surgery. All systems were go. It was time for the next step.

First on the menu was selecting a surgeon. That was easy. . I have searched for a transgender forum, where a list was with names of surgeons who make general makeovers. I have contacted three ones. All where willed to do the OP, but i had to make a small psychiatric test (I was curious only a small test and no big psychiatric consultation). Iíve asked for the price of making me boobs. The first wanted 3000Ä. It was very cheap and the rooms where he consulted me where somewhat dirty too, so I quit him. The second doc was a woman, but she wanted around 8000Ä and that was a way too expensive. The last doc was a guy and it should cost around 6000Ä (Iíve informed me and that is a normal price for a boobjob(for a woman)). Who would be better to put boobs on a guy than someone whoís done hundreds already? I made the call and scheduled an appointment for a consultation.
I called Doctorís office and made an appointment for a surgical consult. One small step for man, one giant step for me.

A couple of days later I got up nerve to make the phone call. You know how it goes. Just too busy to make a doctorís appointment. I was a bit apprehensive about this one, as it would certainly be an unusual request for a garden-variety plastic surgeon to do a breast augmentation on a male. Or so I thought. The cheerful person who answered the phone listened to my request and said ďWell, Iíll have to check with the doctor and see if heís willing to do it. Hang on!?Ē She came back on the line about a minute later and said, ďWhen would you like an appointment?Ē Sheesh! This is too easy!

The consultation was end of February, 2009. During that time, my second set of forms (the 80Cs) gave up the ghost or the silicone. Whatever. A quick shop scored me a nice pair of  forms that were larger than any I had ever tried before. I became a 80C+ or 80D, depending on the brassiere manufacturer. And life went on pretty normally.

From my research on the internet, I knew that breast implants are sized by their volume in cubic centimeters. Since I was expecting to leave the world of external prostheses and move inside, I got busy determining the size of the forms I was using to get an idea of what I wanted as far as implant size. The external forms I started with (the 80Bs) were about 400 cc, the C forms were 450 cc and the Dís were 500 cc. These should be useful numbers for the consult, I thought.

My consultation appointment day neared, and I called the office to confirm it. I was halfway hoping some external force would intercede to postpone the inevitable. You know what I mean calling the dentistís office to see if he had a sudden change of heart about doing your root canal or had been **68** by space aliens and couldnít see you this year or something like that. Nope. We were set for the consultation, as advertised.
I drove to the surgeonís office and met the Doc, a cheerful office manager. He looked me over in that trademarked doctorly way and asked me what I wanted. I explained my situation, and he queried me about perhaps actually wanting pectoral implants, not breast implants. Seems itís more common for men to want bigger pecs, not bigger breasts. Hmmm. Hadnít occurred to me that there was another way to get big pecs other than exercise...
Gotta have enough skin to stretch over the implants, is the motto of breast augmentation. Makes sense. Before even unbuttoning my shirt in the examination room, I knew skin was my issue. Natal females apparently are more endowed with available skin that are males, so itís easier to work on them. Or theyíre stretchier. Or something. When the doctor came in and had a look and a squeeze and a pinch and whatever else, he said ďHmmm... looks like this could work.Ē He estimated he could fit 500 cc expanders into the available space, using an incision under the armpit.
He made a final evaluation of my mental state. ďAre you sure you want to do this?Ē After receiving an affirmative reply, the consult was over. The results: 500 cc saline expanders, armpit incision, and local anesthetic, with the procedure done in his office surgical suite.

I now had three weeks to give the operation my full consideration. I wasn't fully committed yet. I should probably have just been committed. But as the time passed and the surgery date drew near, I grew enthusiastic about actually going through with it. Yeah, it was a big step, but I felt I was ready.

The surgeon didn't require lab tests prior to my surgery. This concerned me. I wanted to be sure there was nothing problematic lurking in my most inner parts. I scheduled a physical exam with my general practitioner for mid-February.

Everything was fine. My doc commented that I had lost weight since my last exam (woo hoo!) and my blood pressure was better than it had been. It was due to my sense of inner calm, I suppose.

I had a pre-op appointment with the plastic surgeon about a week prior to B-Day. Surgery was scheduled for 8:45 am. My instructions were no food after midnight. I was instructed to get a front-zip sports bra to bring to the surgery so we'd have a bag to put the new additions in and take them home. He made sure I had reliable transportation to and from his office and someone to look after me post-surgery. The night before my surgery, I **84** like a log. No worries, no nagging doubts, just a warm anticipation. And all this with no drugs! All right!

I was up early the next morning. B-Day was here. No breakfast, no coffee, no nothing, except a little tiny pill. Ah well, small sacrifices. The nurse drove us to the surgeon's office; we arrived right on time. Things got a little confusing after that. Took off my shirt and put on a gown, sat down in the chair. I was going to have what is called conscious sedation or twilight **82** anesthesia. It's mostly local anesthetic injected into the area they're actually working on to make it numb, plus an IV that makes you pretty much indifferent to what's going on around you.

The nurse put a transducer on my wrist, inserted an IV needle into my arm, and ummm, I was outta there or was I?
I had the strangest dream. I was pleasantly floating in space. It was dark, and it was light, and there were people around me saying things that almost made sense, but I couldn't quite understand what they were saying. What's happening? Oh, that's an odd sensation. I feel some pressure on my chest now. What could that be? Hey, that tickles! Oh well, back to dreamland....

They timed the anesthetic so I'd come back to consciousness shortly after they finished. These people really knew their stuff. Perfect timing. I wandered back to the land of the living at about 10:30, a bit woozy, surrounded by strangers and with the darndest feeling in my chest. I still had about a gallon of the local anesthetic sloshing around in there, so I was mostly numb, but even in that condition I realized something had changed.

Put my shirt back on and got instructions for pain management. I was still a bit dopey , but the nurse got it all straight for me. We left the office, got into the car, and I promptly went back to **82** for the drive home. In the hour of driving, the anesthetic wore off and I was almost awake by the time we got home. I jumped out of the car and no, wait, let's be honest here, crawled out of the car and into the house, swallowed a pain pill, and went straight to bed.

I dozed for a couple of hours. Interesting dreams. Woke up with a couple of cantaloupes inserted under the skin on my chest. What the heck? Oh, yeah. I remember now. I took a quick peek under the sports bra, without unzipping the front. Wasn't sure I could get it to close again if I opened it. Goodness gracious, there really are cantaloupes under my skin! Yikes! What have I done?

At that moment I had a serious attack of boobie remorse. How could I have done such a thing? What was I thinking? Am I nuts? It was terrible. It was awful. It was horrible. It was . . . Hey, wait a minute! I've got boobs! Cool! The boobie remorse lasted almost ten seconds. It was replaced by a warm and fuzzy feeling and a big smile. Woo hoo!

I went back to the surgeon's office on Friday for a checkup and to have the steri-strips replaced. That's the band-aid thing that covered the incision. I was surprised to learn there were no stitches involved on the incision. Cool! I went for a second checkup the week after; everything was healing just fine. The rest of the recovery was mostly uneventful.

The surgeon did a wonderful job. At first, the twins were as hard as rocks and sat too high on my chest. When they softened a bit, the Doc refilled them a bit to reach the goal. Freaky, indeed. They hurt badly for a day or so, but then most of the pain went away.
 I think I used two of the high-test pain pills. I had to **82** on my back for a week or so, and then was allowed to lie on my side and actually get some **82**.

My surgeon believes in compression to speed healing, so a zip-front sports bra was my constant companion for four weeks, 24/7.

The healing process is slow. After about four weeks, the girls started to soften a bit as the skin stretched around them. They were still firm and positioned high on the chest. There were bouts of small pains and itchiness and numbness for about three months, as everything came back together, nothing serious. One lesson: don't scratch your boobs in public. People will stare. Trust me on this one.

So here we are,. And the answers to the frequently asked questions:

What do they feel like?

Interesting question. The procedure didn't add nerve endings to my body, just a bit of extra mass in strategic places. They feel (internally) exactly like they did before augmentation. The extra weight and flexibility makes them move differently against clothing, and going braless does cause the nipples to be more sensitive to external stimuli. This is not entirely unpleasant. Wearing a brassiere, I feel them more in the shoulder straps than at the breast surface. The weight, feel and bounciness are similar to external forms in a brassiere. I rather enjoy it.

Externally, they feel just like female breasts. Warm, firm, squishy, malleable and oooh!

How have people around you reacted to this?

Since I already had a noticeable chest prior to surgery and people around me got over it early, there seem to have been no adverse reactions.

How much do they weigh?

About 1kg in total.

Any surgical complications?

None at all. My surgeon did an excellent job.

Anything you would have done differently?

I would have started **83** on my tummy a bit sooner. That seems to accelerate the softening of the implants by compressing them more and keeping the pocket they're in opened up. The tradeoff is that until they're ready to be **84** on, they hurt when you do that. Do what they tell you.

I would not have gone bra shopping at Victorias Se'cret so soon. My first junket was at about six weeks, and the girls were nowhere near ready to be harnessed. Underwires were torturous and the cantaloupes didn't take kindly to being forced into unnatural positions. This situation is now firmly under control.

If you had it to do over, would you?

Oh yes. In a heartbeat.





THANK YOU for sharing this fascinating story. It seems completely plausible and believable to me. And brave. Please keep posting photos and accounts of your daily life. You are a big-boob lover who is also a player in the larger world of body modification and gender bending in general. More power to you. I assume you are aware of Genesis P-Orridge and his recent adventures in "pandrogeny" ?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjMWAeq3N00&feature=related


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Re: Man with Big Boobs!
« Reply #106 on: October 29, 2010, 11:25:41 AM »
THANK YOU for sharing this fascinating story. It seems completely plausible and believable to me. And brave. Please keep posting photos and accounts of your daily life. You are a big-boob lover who is also a player in the larger world of body modification and gender bending in general. More power to you. I assume you are aware of Genesis P-Orridge and his recent adventures in "pandrogeny" ?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjMWAeq3N00&feature=related

I will keep on posting pics, whenever i take some, especially in my daily life. I'm happy, that you believe me and that you think, that my decition is brave. I only wanted to fulfill my personal dream. And so i have done it...
Im a body modder, but im not a trans or a gender bender i think. Im only a guy with female tits ;)

I know Genesis P-Orridge, but my personal idol is Rev T Lincoln

http://www.eldjaytee.co.za/home.html
http://www.pickmeupmagazine.co.uk/real_lives/Brothers_boobs_bigger_than_mine_article_272216.html

Perhaps, i like Boobs more than any other man on this world, cause i have boobs for my own, cause i love them so much..

could someone lend me her boobs? nobody? Then i should have boobs of my own...

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« Reply #107 on: October 29, 2010, 11:27:22 AM »
Oh and here is a new pic of me, my boobs, and my blown up ballsack, but only pixled ;)

« Last Edit: October 30, 2010, 01:29:12 AM by Sheherezade »
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« Reply #108 on: October 29, 2010, 11:53:12 PM »
And so i have done it...
Im a body modder, but im not a trans or a gender bender i think. Im only a guy with female tits
Perhaps, i like Boobs more than any other man on this world, cause i have boobs for my own, cause i love them so much..

Yes that's all well and good, but I think as long as you are redefining what is acceptible/possible (modifying your male body to include a pair of female breasts) then you ARE bending our usual definition of gender. So to that extent you are absolutely a gender bender. Totally cool, in my opinion.

As you may know, a large percentage of cross-dressers (which you are not, except for the swimming suit and brassieres) are actually heterosexual.

Sex and gender are two different things.

I don't know you, but I'm sure you must already feel the pressure to "own" this part of bargain (that you are a gender bender, since you have two large female parts) if for no other reason than the constant full-frontal reality of your breasts. Naturally there are many situations where you feel it is important, as a matter of convenience or social survival, to say "I'm not trans or gender bender", to answer back and shut the argument down before it can get started. Fine. And perhaps your are successful in continuing to be completely male in all other aspects. But I should think that around here, of all places, would be an appropriate place to accept: "yes I am." I say this only because it seems obvious but also because I imagine it would be a relief to admit this freely, for once. If you haven't already.

The ball pumping shows a comprehensive general interest in all forms of swelling and growing and over-sizing of parts.

Again, more power to you.

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« Reply #109 on: October 30, 2010, 11:35:07 AM »
Ok, you are right. Im bending my gender identity. But it is the coolest thing ever ;)
I dont have seen this thing from this point. It arouses my also, when im thinking of my boobs. Its unique and is not like any other thing. People do have tattoos, or they have piercings, but there are only a few men, who have augmented boobs, like me or my idols. I dont like to be "normal" and sometimes it is cool, when the other people look at me. I think it could be also a reason, why i had done it.

Jep, cross-dresser are mostly heterosexual, thats very curious i think.
Speaking of my female cloth. I have to wear them, cause they fit better than the male cloth. When i have to buy new cloth, its funny to see the employees when im searching for the right bra-size, or a shirt that fits me. I like to shock them, also.

You are right, i feel sometimes the "pressure" of the society. Thats the reason, why i like to be with friends, who knows me. Then, i can be "myself". Its very nice that you say, here on the site, in the net, i can be also "ME".
I dont feel like the other "normal" people, and i dont want it, but i cant life it. Thats the reason, why im not showing it to the people. Only, when i know, that they would not bother me, then i say it to them.

But here on the internet, the people also mostly intolerant, but there are more people who like me with my boobs.

Thank you for your support. I definetly take more pics for you, and for all people, who like to see me.

Oh, what do you think of this man Lincoln T. ? I think, its an amazing man...


P.S.: Again, sorry for my bad english. I hope you can understand me
could someone lend me her boobs? nobody? Then i should have boobs of my own...

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Re: Man with Big Boobs!
« Reply #110 on: November 01, 2010, 07:43:44 PM »
I was not familiar with Lincoln T or the other guy you linked to. Fascinating.

I realize that people on the internet (sometimes more so than in real life) can be intolerant. The veil of anonymity brings out the worst in people sometimes, because their comments and actions have no consequences. By the same token though, the veil of online anonymity should afford you the freedom to post pictures and express YOUR views without the kinds of consequences you might suffer in real life. That's what I meant about this place, or any place online, permitting you even more freedom to be who/what you are. Keep posting! Esp. pics in your every day clothing. Button up shirts, bras, etc. Whatever. lol


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Re: Man with Big Boobs!
« Reply #111 on: November 02, 2010, 03:25:40 PM »
can we see a nude picture of your specatcular boobs?

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« Reply #112 on: November 02, 2010, 04:13:11 PM »
Not right now, but i have some pics from the Gamescom2010 from Cologne Germany
I hope you enjoy them ;)



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« Reply #113 on: November 02, 2010, 05:48:19 PM »
In that leather jacket, you look like you've just got MASSIVE pecs.  :)  Hmm...I bet a good seamstress could make a bra that would disguise the more feminine profile of implants and suggest the more squared look of pecs...just for those weddings and funerals lol

I'll put myself out on a limb here and say I'd probably love having breasts of my own...but I wouldn't ever want to leave the house.

And since I'm feeling awkward, have you noticed whether your nipples have become more/less sensitive since the implants?  I toyed around with a pair of 'supple nips' a while back, they're kinda cool.  They're like nipple falsies.  They suction on to your nipple and over time can cause permanent growth, but you can get them in styles that look just like huge nipples!   ;D  I noticed they certainly did cause some enlargement in the short term, and definitely added some sensitivity too.

We got them for Harmony, but turned out they were too small.  Her nipple filled the cup, no suction could form.

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« Reply #114 on: November 02, 2010, 07:03:39 PM »
I toyed around with a pair of 'supple nips' a while back, they're kinda cool.  They're like nipple falsies.  They suction on to your nipple and over time can cause permanent growth, but you can get them in styles that look just like huge nipples!   ;D  I noticed they certainly did cause some enlargement in the short term, and definitely added some sensitivity too.

Yes. I have a pair of these cups and they are a lot of fun. And yes they do work at increasing nipple sensitivity as well as size, for a man or a woman.

https://www.nipplefunwear.com/nfwtestimonial.php

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« Reply #115 on: November 03, 2010, 11:57:48 AM »
In that leather jacket, you look like you've just got MASSIVE pecs.  :)  Hmm...I bet a good seamstress could make a bra that would disguise the more feminine profile of implants and suggest the more squared look of pecs...just for those weddings and funerals lol

I'll put myself out on a limb here and say I'd probably love having breasts of my own...but I wouldn't ever want to leave the house.

And since I'm feeling awkward, have you noticed whether your nipples have become more/less sensitive since the implants?  I toyed around with a pair of 'supple nips' a while back, they're kinda cool.  They're like nipple falsies.  They suction on to your nipple and over time can cause permanent growth, but you can get them in styles that look just like huge nipples!   ;D  I noticed they certainly did cause some enlargement in the short term, and definitely added some sensitivity too.

We got them for Harmony, but turned out they were too small.  Her nipple filled the cup, no suction could form.

The reason why my breasts dont look like boobies and more then Pecs is, the jacket wasnt in the right size. It they fit around my shoulders, then the jacket doesnt fit around my breasts and it dont fit around my waist. And when i bend my arms behind, then my breasts get compressed and look like pecs.
Its very hard to find cloths that doesnt look female and fit around my boobs AND fit around my shoulders. What a pity that there isnt a manufactur for men with female breasts xD. But i dont want to tailor something.

My nipples got more sensitive because of the breast augmentation. The doc said, that there was a nerve who is now irritaded sometimes because of the implants. I dont know what he meant, but my nipples sometimes go hard with no reason. And they go hard more than before my augmentation. Sometimes it bothers when i get hard nipples, but sometimes its very funny ;) So i dont need a nipple suction device to get bigger nipples and i dont like them as big as breasts xD

But here is another pic from me on the Gamescom2010


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« Reply #116 on: November 04, 2010, 05:07:03 AM »
Like Pal said, just say '(c) Sheherezade 2010' or something on your post when you upload, or wait 24 hours.  Don't wanna get banned for something that simple.

I read somewhere that many women heard they might lose some sensation in their nipples, but a large percentage were totally surprised by the same thing you found, that their nipples became permanently 'on'.

I've wondered if it's not because there's a slight temperature difference, due to the fluid inside being kept warm.  The breasts are, by nature, one of the warmest spots of the body.  Even a degree or two shift might be enough to cause permanent nipple-erections.  Who knows.  :p  (The same idea is why some people feel colder when they have a full bladder, the body is expending more energy to keep the fluid warm.)

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« Reply #117 on: November 04, 2010, 11:57:53 AM »
For me, my nipples are more sensitive than they where before my augmentation. But the doc said, that there where a nerve which is irritaded frome time to time. I dont think it has to do with the temperature of the implant.

The implant is imbedded in the body and so i dont think the temperature differs from the body temperature. My boobs are warm like the rest of my chest.
I dont think, that the boobs are the warmest spot, especially on women, cause the abdomen is the warmest spot. Because there are the internal organs and there lays the babies. And so i think, that has to be the warmest spot.

And my nipples got hard, cause my boobs are arousing me sometimes, especially, when some persons stare at them.

AND NOW, my pics. This time with my username-label. Its not nice, but practical...




could someone lend me her boobs? nobody? Then i should have boobs of my own...

Re: Man with Big Boobs!
« Reply #118 on: November 05, 2010, 11:45:55 PM »
hi - great story - any chance of topless pics now that the girls have had time to settle?

Not right now, but i have some pics from the Gamescom2010 from Cologne Germany
I hope you enjoy them ;)



Mod edit: linked images in excess of the BEA Owner's '1-1-1' rule (the first rule on the list as it happens) have been removed. From the name used in the copyright images I'm guessing that might also be you, but that's not how the BEA User Agreement works: you must declare your sole copyright if you exceed the 1-1-1 limit... using your BEA username... that's the only way attribution works per the rule. Please re-read the rules so you don't violate them again. Thanks. -Palomine


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Re: Man with Big Boobs!
« Reply #119 on: January 29, 2011, 01:54:27 AM »
For me, my nipples are more sensitive than they where before my augmentation. But the doc said, that there where a nerve which is irritaded frome time to time. I dont think it has to do with the temperature of the implant.

I thought the permanent nipple stimulation was the result of pressure from the implant on the inside, pushing the nipple OUT. I'm sure pressure on a nerve compounds this, but in general I think it's simply a matter of the implant taking up space inside the body.