I've hit my stride. I'm really feeling this sighting report now. So, I'm embarking on an official series. This is Pt. 3 with Part 1 being mondays mindblower, and Part 2 the Jackass tale from May.
My favorite sightings are the ones you don't ordinarily expect. Some cliques simply arent associated with big breasts. By cliques I mean so called alternative style youth groups. I.E. Goths, Punks, Stoners, Ravers. It's always the wholesome Clueless or Abercrombie and Fitch type chicks who are always pushing their underwires through their tops. With the high amount of 16-24 traffic in my mall we get the full spectrum of these cliques so statistically it's possible to see:
1. A raver chick who appears to have two industrial size balloons full of nitrous stuffed in her tanktop. In fact late last year your classic raver chick. Skinny, pigtails, UFO pants and Pumas came in with her family. Incredibly cute face, about 5'9" and a pair of 34 DDD's that rested on her belly. She was waiting in line at the fitting rooms with 7 or 8 tops
all flimsy. Our clothes are sized for the thin and narrow so the larges she had would fit only on a D-cup. She disappeared for about 10 minutes and reappeared with a handfull of noticably stretched out flimsy tops. And her pleasant demeanor was replaced by a pleasantly sheepish, embarrased smirk."How'd it go?", I had to ask. "Nothing fit.", she replied again sheepishly. Aw. I would've felt bad if I wasn't so turned on by the busted seams on about 4 of the tops. Too bad UFO doesnt make bras.
2. Busty Goths are evn rarer. It's a culture centered on the macabre and morbid so you basically gotta look like you're dead or otherwise unhealthy. Luckilly there is a subculture here based on the Stroker vampire myth complete with voluptuous concubines. One of which frequents Goth boutique Hot Topic. her claim to fame is more bust size than cup size. There are shelves and then there are balconies and she could accomodate the entire mezzanine of the Vienna opera with an estimated 39-40 D bust that outweighs the fact that shes damn near skeletal otherwise and has a Siouxie Sioux make-up job.
3. The punk dept. brings to mind the amazon former manager of a shoe store across the mall. Nothing was small about her, least of all her breasts. She stood about 6'3" in sneakers, broad, brawny shoulders, and always dressed in baggy clothes a true monster of a girl, I thought. Until one day when she told me of a lunch date she had earlier, she was all dolled up and showed her feminine side, most of which was at eye level. She was wearing a low cut tee that exposed half of her pale, white expansive tits. Thinking fast , I asked to try a pair of Adidas. The view from above was fucking incredible and we had a good laugh about them.
4. Which brings us to yesterday's sighting, my personal favorite. The stoner, hippie, phish-chaser chicks. Who prove the scientific theory that THC causes gigantomasia. Those who need a full gallon of patchouli oil to rub down just one of those bad boys. This one was otherwise unremarkable aside from her improvised dreds, she was quite rough around the edges and had the heaviest tits i've seen in quite awhile. The kind that seem to roll because theyre too big to bounce. She was wearing a low-cut striped tee and bent over alot causing them to hang half way to the floor. I'd put this one at a very solid, heavy 38-DD like Soleil Moon Fryes evening dress photo. I'll post this one if I can find it. Her heavy black bra straps were visible through the tee as she was continuously falling out of it. couldn't figure out the use of the bra since she was swinging and rolling about so much in it. Quite the sight.