With our talk of guessing size and experiences, I thought I'd mix it up and "try on" Beshine for a day. This was mostly doing my daily routine around the house of emails, eating, driving, some chores, laying down, sitting at various spots, etc etc.
Rig: Balloons, supported by two 3XL sports bras, filled with Sodium polyacrylate.
Stats:"Boobs" are ~80 pounds total (weighed myself before and after). Filled with 20k each side, resulting in a ~67" Bust (used a tape measure), Underbust is 36". At a 14" projection from my chest, they extend 3/4th's to my knees when sitting. They start at about my collarbone and extend to my hip. There's a 1 foot gap between my hands at the widest point. They bounce, they have a lot of give, they...are believable.
I'm about 5'7 and 160lbs who frequently exercises/runs/lifts/etc. Beshine stated she's 5' 5".
Attached are two public images from beshine.com, and a comparison to my setup.
Soooo....some thoughts, and things I've learned.
-- Is Beshine at/above 20K cc's? Based on these pics, and a lot of others I reviewed, I'm very confident she is. It's obviously an imperfect comparison, but I'm definitely in the ballpark. Even with her being a few inches shorter. One signficant difference is that her's are much wider when viewed from the back...but that could potentially be my back size vs hers, or that mine are really crammed and don't quite have the same latitude when I raise my hands up. It's hard to tell without a standing front view of her.
-- These are...so heavy. I know me regularly exercising + likely having more muscle mass can't fully compensate for 20 years of hauling these around, but goddamn. This sheer weight is an absolute handicap. We've compared it to being a very obese person, which is very much on target. We've also talked about how deliberate Beshine needs to be with her movements, which I can literally feel now.
My back has been on fire all day and my shoulders are getting seared by the weight of these bra straps. I even had to put socks under them to buffer the pull. I've tried to stand for more than 10 minutes, but my back gets too sore and forces me to sit. My posture in-seat is awful since my new center of gravity is constantly pushing me forward, which also puts strain on my back. When washing my hands/doing dishes, I immediately empathized with the temporary relief of resting them on the counter. I quickly learned to hate having to bend over more than 45 degrees or pickup anything, often finding the best way was to swivel, vertically squat, and just feel around. Laying down feels great for a bit, but I can't breathe after a few minutes. Confirmed that sitting up with a back full of pillows feels the best when horizontal, similar to Beshine. That said, I still don't know how she sleeps with these.
Eventually I did find relief in adjusting my standing posture to match Beshine's gait. Shoulders back, significant lean back, arms kind've dangling to your sides. It feels ridiculous. Sort of how Conor McGregor walked into the octagon swinging his arms and puffing his chest. Thing is, it ended up being necessary to manage.
-- There is...so much in front of me I've had a 22"W x 17H x 14"L wobbly mass in front of me, all day. When I push/lay on them, it's prob 30" wide. The cautionary "big boob adventure" tales are all true. My vision looking down is completely impaired. If I attempt to crane my neck over them, I miiiight see an extra inch or two. Arm movement is limited and I'm constantly batting into them which made checking my phone a funny affair. I literally cannot get anything from the bottom drawer of my fridge. Stairs, while jiggly, now brought precaution and a trust in my surroundings.
My two biggest space issues were:
(1) Eating with utensiles while maintaining poise. While the weight pushed me forward, I equally could not find a way to tastefully manuver around myself to get an angle that also didn't look super awkard. We've heard about Beshine attempts to eat, but how she does this in a public setting remains a myster.
(2) Everything to do with my car. We saw in a past video what she had to do to weave in past the car door, and the same occured here. Once nestled in, it's a tight space and I easily occupied every square inch of my seats (passenger and driver). The friction from the steering wheel had me overcompensating my turning motions, which also had me bumping them with my elbows. The jostling was also getting nutty while driving. The seatbelt positioning and claustrophobia had me wondering the last time Beshine actually drove anywhere.
In summary, between borrowing Beshine boob 'weight' and 'space', I'm more surprised by how much the "weight" hampered me...or maybe, how quickly I got used to the "space". After having them for about 8 hours today, fact is that having either would be significantly challenging. Having them for an extended time? Even moreso. But 20 years?? I just...can't.
I can't imagine casually going out in public. I guess the best comparison would be what a famous person experiences. Which is interesting, considering how private and out-of-the-spotlight she aims to be. How is it not pandemonium? Let's say it's not in public, but just meeting some acquaintances. Could you imagine unexpectedly seeing Beshine? Especially when she can't even sit in a chair? Maybe it's my metropolitan/suburban area, or German culture, but having your cake (a normal lifestyle) and eating it (the biggest boobs on the planet) in the way I feel she does is so incredible to me.
Finally, in a BE-Fantasy way, I can't imagine getting used to a feeling of such a prominently sexy mass dictating what you can and cannot do. I get the feeling Beshine both has and hasn't. From a physical standpoint, it is straight up astounding to me that Beshine can and has carried all this so well. Even more bonkers, is us believing that she wants more!
When I was filling things up this morning, I wanted to grow bigger than Beshine (70"+, 80lbs+). While the fantasy is still there, I have the practicality of knowing that I literally could not handle it. I'm worn down in the coolest way possible. Somehow, this...all of this...is still not enough for Beshine. BE personified.
Anyways, just wanted to get that off my chest. Get it? I'll see myself out.