Though most would probably look at it as perverse, my ideal is a woman with breasts so enormous that they fill her lap when sitting, but are also so wide that her sideboobs inhibit her arms from reaching forward unless she places them on top of her breasts, and even then, her arms would likely be almost shoulder height. And I would want her boobs to be very full and firm so that she needs nominal support, if any, in even the skimpiest of tops I totally accept the fact that she would likely draw stares of condemnation by many and be very limited in what she can do, needing my assist with tasks most would view as simple, but just to be with her and watch her would make it all worth while.
So, would they have to be round and fake looking like Beshine with somehow lighter 35,000cc implants? Not really, but that would be fantastic. They could be like Jenny, but the first thing I would do is fly to Europe and buy her a internal bra so that her huge breasts are supported and looking full like this picture Lel posted. Next, if she wanted now that the weight is so much more easily supported, I would not be unopposed to her using her magic herbs to increase her boob weight and size another 20 pounds or so.
I have to imagine I would be doing all the cooking at home, but just to watch her as she pours a glass of juice or butters her toast, her huge breasts resting on the counter as she strains to reach over her massive mammaries to perform the simple task, would be amazing. Her huge boobs are at the perfect height so that they just touch counter tops when standing overtly upright, but just the slightest lean forward has them resting on it and supporting the weight, allowing her to lean forward, which she could never do without either the support or holding on to something. At home, she usually places a towel over her breasts and puts her plate on the towel when she sits at the table, usually sideways so that she can more easily reach her drink; turning towards a table is just one less awkward movement, trying to be at the right distance for her giant boobs to fit. Ever since her surgery, the added projection has made the simple movement of facing the table as she lowered herself onto the chair rather impossible; her boobs always are lying on the table far before her butt touches the chair. No, doing these simple things are no longer possible for Jenny.
When she awakens every morning, she is always lying in the same position as when she went to bed. Jenny get into bed much the same way she get out of bed; sitting on the side, she reclines back using her arms for support, then wiggles herself to where her head will now fall on the pillow and a second pillow is half under a shoulder. As she lies back, just that small shoulder elevation tilts her slightly to one side, allowing that boob to lie firmly on the bed. She likes this position because now a portion of that boob's weight is now on the bed. The other looks to be standing straight up, but even a small amount of its weight is on the other boob. While her one arm lies on the other half of the pillow, her other wraps around the top of the boob on the bed, essentially cradling it as she falls asleep. Her boob weight and position makes turning and tossing impossible and she always sleeps through the night.
Before she gets out of bed each morning, we have to address the leftover results of her magic boobie herbs. Sitting at bedside is her double pumper; a deluxe breast pump. With her difficulty reaching her own nipples, I squeeze the cups over her 1" thumb sized nipples and switch it on. There is a reason I don't bother dressing immediately after getting out of bed and the reason immediately becomes obvious; the pumping instantly has Jenny moaning and withering in excitement. Placing one of her legs over each shoulder to lift her butt higher as I kneel, I insert my rod; there is no foreplay needed, in seconds, Jenny was already soaked. I try to last as long as I can, but the pump always needs at least 20 minutes to fill the gallon jug with milk so that she will not be leaking all day, so it often goes on without me. As Jenny's huge boobs continuing with her pumping, and as she continues to cum over and over, I throw something on and start breakfast, knowing the pump will automatically shut off when the jug is full. I am usually already having breakfast when Jenny emerges because, even after the pump stops, it usually takes her at least 5 minutes before she has enough energy to pull the cup tubes off and get to the bathroom. Then it is rest her boobs on the counter so she can reach the faucet to wash all the perspiration off her face. After drying her face and her boobs that were covering the sink, the next absolute is her lipstick, always a shade of pink; she cannot face the world with out it.
She likes to go out often, always dressed is clothes intended to show off her figure; I think she is a bit of a exhibitionist, but I am fine with that because she has every right to be proud of her body. Even though Jenny's clothes are often, how should I say this, skimpy, she frequently needs help getting dressed. We are always together since her boobs are far too big to drive; when they are pressed against the wheel, with her arms laying atop her breasts, only a few fingertips can actually touch it as 12 o'clock. She has to lean inward as I close her door just to clear her sideboob and as I drive, her seat is reclined with one boob firmly pressing against the door and the other splayed across the council, so I often use that one as a armrest. When we arrive wherever, Jenny, unable to sit up alone without using her arms, always needs help sitting up and getting to her feet. In most cases, we always consider walking distances, since Jenny has difficulty walking more than 500' without resting, so, needless to say, grocery shopping is perhaps the only thing I do alone. When we cannot find a bench, she often will sit on a step or curb and with her huge boobs resting on her thighs, she leans forward to rest her body on them. This often takes a few minutes, so nothing can be in a hurry when your girl has enormous boobs.
We used to go clothes shopping a lot, but since her boobs are now so large, there is nothing in a size 7X that is going to look sexy, so she has everything either custom made or off the shelf heavily modified, which is just as expensive. She can still by her shorts and shoes from a store, but anything covering, or should I say slightly covering her breasts has to do so as Jenny likes, and she likes less. Whether it is a neck halter, sleeves, or sleeveless, they have to display either massive cleavage, as much sideboob as possible, or both, which leans to rather frequent wardrobe malfunctions. With her her areola now stretched to over 10" in diameter and her propensity to wear things to just barely cover them, it seldom takes much bouncing before one or the other or both are clearly visible to everyone else, but not to Jenny; she will seldom realize it unless one of her nipples pops out. The fact is, I cannot cover her back up all the time, so I usually let anything short of a nipple showing go until she needs to sit and rest.
When we met, Jenny already had big boobs and wore a M cup bra; today she is beyond any concept of a bra, which is why we had to have her enormous boobs permanently fitted with a internal bra. Although now she can stand upright and lean back to support the weight, there are many things she can no longer do. Everyone just assumes running, but everything sports related is off the table, even when we just go to a game, I have to buy 3 tickets; one for Jenny, one for me and one of her boobs and the other just for her other boob. Even though she gave up heels long ago, her balance and stamina does not allow for dancing, unless it is a slow dance, and even then, she often needs my stabilization.
But enough for now, I'm sure everyone has better things to do than listen to me drone on about my girlfriend with such enormous boobs that everything in life revolves around them. Some may ask, why would you put up with that? My answer is simple; I never tire of watching her.