On some idle days when I visit my local neighborhood tiki bar, I imagine what the experience would be like for a girl with enormous breasts, likely breasts that would weigh 200lbs, but through the miracle of my imagination, weigh just a third that amount. I always start with her sitting at the bar, her boobs filling the entire area between herself and the bar. She has difficulty reaching over her boobs for her drink unless it is essentially at the edge of the bar, but smiles with every reach, feeling her boobs press against the rail as she tries to lean forward. When she sat down, she had to utilize her own adaption; sitting on the bench facing away from the bar, she then swivels around, hoisting one boob higher as she leans back so that it clears the bar, then lean a bit forward, allowing her breasts to rest on her thighs. What a relief it was after the nearly 300' walk from the parking lot. She seldom is short of breath, but the toll on her legs and body in general always makes her happy to sit. The walk was filled with the usual challenges; though from the car to the back deck is always easy, then she climbed the 3 steps up to the back deck. With the rather narrow steps, she finds it best to turn at an angle to avoid her boobs from bumping into the handrail. The wooden back deck has a narrow walkway between the booths on one side and plants or serving tables on the other side, causing her to frequently angle her boobies through the narrow spaces, trying to avoid knocking over anyone's drinks on the tables once again. At the other end of the deck, she starts down the 3 steps; leaning forward so one hand can grasp the rail, her foot feels for where the 1st step begins, she then angles down, taking one step at a time, feeling the weight of her boobs pull her forward each time she plants a foot down to the next step. The walk from the steps to the tiki bar is always a bit if a challenge; the seashell ground is somewhat uneven and requires slow and careful steps, with her arms always extended to her sides for balance as her huge boobies wobble and sway the entire 100' distance. She could have worn a bra to make the trip easier, but she has never had the desire to own one and all that boobie movement is just to exciting to feel.
The narrow areas again require her to angle herself through, but she knows as she arrives at the tiki bar, that everyone was watching and smiling as the girl with the huge boobies awkwardly made her way out again today and they have already cleared a area wide enough for her and her boobs. Who are the lucky guys today that will experience a huge boob bumping into them every time she turns slightly in one direction or the other? Is it any wonder that they are always scrambling to make space between them? But let us face facts, those seemingly innocent turns are far more frequent than need be, and that look of surprise on her face always turns to a smile when one boob "accidentally" ends up resting on a thigh of the guy next to her. But everyone knows she loves to tease.
Just wishing half the girls out there would want to be that girl.