018 Apparently breasts equal confidence and a huge ego boost!
The next week I went and saw my Dr. as usual. We discussed my goals as far as implant volume.
"I know I'm happy with my size now but I do still want to go larger." I told him.
"Currently your body size and your breast size are out of proportion as is. Continuing will further this disproportionate look, and there will probably be social changes to your appearance. People will point and comment basically."
Laughing "Doc, that happens now. I bought bikinis and went to the beach, and yes practically everyone stared, or pointed me out to their friends. And honestly I loved it. It doesn't bother me at all, I really do love the attention even from people staring and pointing."
"As long as you are ok we can still go larger, all your muscles are dealing with the weight just fine. You're tissues are stretching normally, actually better than normal you're textbook as for progression on this. Also your muscles at the bottom of your sternum are solid and never seem to change so that's good they are properly holding the weight of the implants."
"Great, so what are my options for today?"
"Well last time we got pretty aggressive with the volume increase. We can do a moderate fill or we can be aggressive again." He said leaving the choice up to me.
"Lets go for aggressive and we'll see how I feel."
"Ok, lets do it!" He said with a smile. It seemed a noteworthy change of attitude from concerned to excited.
The fill went well, as I watched my breasts increase in size I got as excited as the very first day I had a fill, I always did. We filled them until they were tight again, just at the edge of uncomfortable. I couldn't believe how huge they are getting! I was in heaven! I put my bra on and had to stuff my breasts in the cups this time. This fill the Dr was able to add about 350CCs, I had no idea how many CCs I was at total, but it was a lot! I got my boobs packed into the cups of my bra and headed out, with them spilling over the top with the obvious line that made them look like 4 boobs because they were straining over the top of the cups.
I arrived at my bra shop, as usual on Fridays after my Drs appt. Rose greeted me when I came in. I love coming here Friday afternoons before 1700hrs. I was the only customer and had Roses attention all to myself so I always got a perfect fitting. As I approached the sales counter at the back Rose noticed my 4 boob look as the bra strained to contain my breasts that were now officially gigantic, as if they weren't before. Rose looked at me with concern.
"Sarah sweetie, are you wearing an old bra?"
"No Rose it's the one I got here a month ago."
"Then you saw your Dr and need a new bra?"
"Yes ma'am!" I beamed.
"Sarah are you sure about this? Your breasts are disproportionate to your size sweetie."
"I know and Rose; I love it! I don't know why but to get stared at, and pointed at and whispered about I just love it. It might be because I was ignored by Brandon our entire 15 year marriage?"
"That may be hon but aren't you concerned about your health?"
"This is a topic with the Dr every time I see him. He says that I'm text book perfect with how my muscles under them are holding the weight. I do go to the gym regularly so I keep it that way."
"Ok sweetie I just don't want you to have problems, or endanger your health." Rose said with concern.
I turned my back and faced the hook in the changing room. I took off my shirt and was about to take off my bra when Rose spoke.
"Sarah you're on the last hook on your band!? Did you get an expansion that increased your size that much?"
"Possibly, I had him go until they were tight, like last time."
"Yes but sweetie, you're on the last hook of a 38" band." she said with surprise.
"Ok?"
"That's just a very large difference from the reducing clip I put on." She said as turned me sideways to look at my front.
I looked in the mirror past Rose and noticed that the cups of the bra weren't even contacting my ribcage, or my torso anywhere. They were just big enough to fit over maybe 80% of my breasts now.
Rose unhooked the band and the tightness from my breasts being compacted into the cups held it on me without it slipping off as usual. Rose peeled them off my recently swollen breasts. I was marveling at them in the mirror for the first time since the fill an hour ago. They were massive! They looked almost the size of basketballs! I ran my hands around the sides and to the fronts admiring how big they were.
Rose looked at me and smiled.
"This really is that important for you and your self image isn't it?" she asked kindly.
"It really is, I love being stared and pointed at."
"Ok then." she said with a smile and headed to the back to get a bra.
She came back with 4 to try out. After finding the brand and size that would fit my breasts Rose pulled out the pliers and a reducing clip like last time. She marked the band and crimped the clip on the band. It was perfect like last time. In the mirror they stood out like melons and I loved how they looked!
