[LilBondageChick]

Originally Posted by LibertineDreams

I kinda think it's sad that you can't see the beauty in your little nubbings. I mean, sometimes, I specifically seek out porn of sweet flatchested beauts. And I get off to it. But, when I'm done I often think of a couple of my exes who had like size DD cups compared to you. And I remember how I knew they would never be enough. I could love them. I could love sex with them. But, something would always be missing. Like when you are sick and want to snuggle and rest your head on a woman's soft pillows. With a small boobed girl you hope she can maybe just push them together enough, hold them together enough to let you live the fantasy of it. But it always ends in skin and bones. Knots of her vertebrae denting your skull. Sliding your head down or up to find the softest spot like going over speed bumps. With your pecs a partner must not even be able to build the illusion of it. You've robbed them of that. Of any hope. And when they see a WOMAN in a dress with her full mounds jiggling over the top of it, her cleavage asking to be entered you know they're thinking "I'll never have that." And they try to rationalize how they can live with them, trying hard to focus on the great things about you, like your cooking, or how thoughtful you are, or how you make them laugh. What is it like for you to know that every day when they view your chest – if they can stand to look at it, likely just glancing over it – that they feel regret, that being forced to accept that chest is an act of self-deprivation, and sacrifice? How can you feel good about doing that to someone? You should feel ashamed.

Yea my ex boyfriend preferred thicker girls.. he ended up sex chatting with girls begging to see their "big boobs" and I realized my small chest wouldn't satisfy anybody.