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I recently bought some Brest forms and love them but I have already started to notice that I tend to bump things with them without realizing it. Just curious to know from you ladies that have your own, now that you have them do you love them or do you hate them?

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Oh another boob thread!  It's all about love for me and my girls are very much appreciated.  They get daily love and attention as I love to squeeze myself.  While some of the novelty has worn off the joy persists.

Aeirs, you now have an idea of what it feels like when a person develops boobs, remember they are also very tender when you start to develop.  Girls learn  to hold there hands over them when there is a chance of bumping them.  Then doors and other things can hit them before you realize they are in the way of being hit.  You are getting more then you expected form the forms.

I never had that much in the way of boobs (around a A cup) so I never noticed much. On the other hand, we had a 3 landing stair case at work and I was on the second floor. Because often I was in a rush to get to the bathroom and back to the phone, I would bang my body on the walls at each turn. My boss saw me doing that one day and he told me if he did that he would be black and blue all over. Latter I checked my body and I did have a few bruises on it. I must have a hight tolerance to pain.

Now I do need to wear a bra when driving my car. It has sports suspension and without a bra, I will feel almost every bump in the road.

I have done some driving and did notice that about bumps! I feels amazing to kinda feel what it will be like when I do finally get mine

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Quote from: Aeirs on July 28, 2015, 04:19:23 PM
I have done some driving and did notice that about bumps! I feels amazing to kinda feel what it will be like when I do finally get mine

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I have sad news for you, road bumps hurt without a bra.

Comes with the nature I guess right

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I <3 my boobs :)

Oh it's great having them now, but.. it's still hard to get used to them. They're just... there! I see them sticking out when I look down, or catch some cleavage in the mirror when I lean over to wash my hands or brush my teeth. Sometimes they're in the way and my arms hit them or brush against them, and then I'm very much aware of them. In public, sometimes I'm a bit self-conscious because I feel like they're just sticking way out there. And they aren't even that big! When I hop around or sprint or whatever, or if I'm in a car without a bra, it's just bounce bounce jiggle bounce.. Plus my nipples are huuuge, puffy, and are very noticeable sticking out against my shirt. Also there's that new sense of modesty, covering them with my arm if I'm topless, or feeling awkward if I step out without a bra on. It's just a lot of little things that I still need to adjust to.. But every morning I still wake up, topless, and go into the bathroom and just stop and stare in the mirror at my new chest... I just, stare... I look at their roundness, look at them from an angle and see how they stick out.. And I just think, 'Wow, yup.. those are boobs..' o_O

Well I am still longingly waiting for some serious natural developments I did notice at first hitting my newly pain sensitive nipples on everything, I once caught myself with the corner of a cookie sheet and almost fell over it hurt so much. That hasen't been much of a issue lately, though I do still end up rolling over in bed and being suddenly reminded that its a no poke zone. At least once a day I find myself looking at them like slowest to develop girl in her class wishing they would grow faster.

Now my not so natural developments are fantastic though not being attached to me they bounce way more than I would like and sometimes slip into uniboob mode which is anoying. I don't find myself bumping things with them much any more but at first it was a issue, and I have shared the following story with several friends.

You know when you go rollerskating when you where a kid? That feeling at the end when you take the skates off and suddenly all this weight an pressure is gone and you just sigh and it feels great. But 10 minutes later you want to put them back on. That is how I feel about my bra and breasts every single day.

Serena, who may start waxing poetic about her sweater puppies :-P

Hi
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Not something I worry about or have a love hate .
being a female its just normal  Like other parts of my body. I know some of us have larger
breasts and does cause us problems for our backs / spine . I know with in our family two  have quite small breasts .

I do know for some of us if we were for health issues have them removed  would we miss them ,  and would we feel Emotionally complete  ,apart  from surgery ,  I know we would not  so with that in mind yes it would effect us very much ,

...noeleena...

I am enjoying everyone's input thank you

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it is not a case of love or hate. They are just part of me. However I would much rather have them than not have them. It does take some getting used to but eventually they become normal and you don't think of them through the day.

Learning to be aware of Your body dimensions and readjusting spatial movements was a matter of a couple of months (and several painful incidents - whacking my own knee into them when squatting down was the most stupid, I recon). Now, they are still an A cup and I can comfortably jog without wearing a sports bra (a tight running shirt suffices). Not that I dont feel them on road bumps when cycling, but it is just a matter of become aware that they are still there, but nothing painful. I would not mind if they were slightly bigger, but... at least I am thankful for hips, butt and slight hour-glass - those are more difficult to fix than bewbs :D.

Worst experience was when I they were super sore when they were growing and I was getting out of the car and wind blew the door shut, corner of the door slammed right into my boob, I just slid back into car and cried. Aside from banging them on things all the time and having them get in the way when moving your arms, getting used to seat belts being annoying, and hating running.

I like them. Sensual, make you feel good, how they feel with the sun on them on a warm day.

Before HRT I used to love breasts in a typically male fashion. Kind of hypnotic or something. I don't get that at all anymore, but I love mine in a way I can't describe. They are just wonderful.

They're just about one (two?) of the best things about my transition.

Bump them, get in the way sometimes, changed sleeping positions.... :-\

But I LOVE THEM, just a great gift....
But then I always wanted to grow my own especially when all the girls around me at school were going through puberty...  >:(
Damn just had to wait for so many years...  :'(

No I wont ever want to let them go  ;D

Katy xxx

Can't wait to experience all of that for myself and thank you for sharing ladies :)

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Katy hit it best for me, but I will add that my pests seem to have knack for pouncing on them too which is something additional I have to be careful about besides doors, walls, and the like. Hugs
Mariah

Quote from: katrinaw on July 29, 2015, 05:41:32 AM
Bump them, get in the way sometimes, changed sleeping positions.... :-\

But I LOVE THEM, just a great gift....
But then I always wanted to grow my own especially when all the girls around me at school were going through puberty...  >:(
Damn just had to wait for so many years...  :'(

No I wont ever want to let them go  ;D

Katy xxx

I'm going in a 4 and a half hour drive going to wear my forms just want to say I'm excited for that

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I didn't realize I wanted them until I had them and I cried with such relief. I showed them to my Mom recently and we bonded over our boobs. They locked my closet door and hid its location forever. They freed me from being male forever! For that I will always love them. No matter if they never get any bigger. I could do without the itching, soreness and tenderness but it is all worth it.

They were something I had to hide before I overcame my fear of presenting in public, but now that I've crossed that bridge, I love them. My back and chest muscles have atrophied while my breasts grew, and together with fat redistribution I actually now have a feminine figure, even though my shoulders are broader than I'd like.

The soreness comes and goes, but I take that as a positive sign that they're still growing, and I'm excited to see how much more they'll develop in the next 1-2 years. :)

My breasts are a part of me and I Love that I've got them, - they make me feel complete  :D
After all these years I've learned how to protect them and avoid bumping them on things, but at first it was a whole new learning experience.
I just squeak into being a B cup and that suits me just fine.  Bras can be a bit of a problem in that my breasts are lower down on my chest than is the norm (whatever that is) which makes finding bras with an adequate strap length to suit me an annoyance sometimes.  These days I've gone back to wearing a pair of small sized forms which give me just a little more roundness and shape.  They're inexpensive Chinese forms with a hollow back so my breasts fit nicely into them without being squashed.  Having purchased expensive brand name forms before I don't bother with them these days and just buy the Chinese ones because I don't really see the difference between them in terms of durability and etc.
With my breasts being lowish and not close together in the cleavage club I found that trying to wear any sort of push up bra or bra that pushes them together is too much of an exercise in pain and discomfort to bother with.  Underwires I consider to be a torture device.  As a result most of my bras are plain types of the sports bra kind and that suits me just fine.

I love them! They were very sensitive to impacts early on (kinda like getting kicked lightly in the gonads...OUCH!), but now they're not so delicate.

They are still very sensitive though, and good for at least a couple orgasms with proper touching. I love their presence!

Nothing gives me more pleasure than getting that bra off at the end of the day.
Its unlock the front door, bag down, hand up the back of the top and bra undone!

ohh I know that feeling, and I don't even have real ones yet. I described it to some friends as being like taking off roller skates a sudden sense of relief and freedom then about 5 minutes later I miss them.

Love and hate. Love because they add to my general womanly shape.

Hate because I can't sleep on my stomach anymore and a bra isn't optional anymore

Quote from: iKate on August 08, 2015, 07:50:23 AM
Love and hate. Love because they add to my general womanly shape.

Hate because I can't sleep on my stomach anymore and a bra isn't optional anymore

Depending on how much you have, I have found I can work a pillow under me so I can lay on my chest without pain. I put it just above my boobs and my chin will be on the other side of the pillow. Most of the time I am a side sleeper so I only do this on a night when I can't get comfortable.

Quote from: Dena on August 08, 2015, 08:58:18 AM
Depending on how much you have, I have found I can work a pillow under me so I can lay on my chest without pain. I put it just above my boobs and my chin will be on the other side of the pillow. Most of the time I am a side sleeper so I only do this on a night when I can't get comfortable.

I'm 5'6" with B cups and the pillow don't work. I guess because mine are more sore since they are growing still

ive never taken any hrt,but my breasts grew to a b cup after puberty,i know about pain and being careful.mine are tight so i can go braless but i get stares for not to many men have breasts,manboobs maybe from being over weight,but not round like mine. i wear breast forms to give myself a fuller look. enjoy em..

I'm pretty neutral about them at this point, like I'm glad they're there and it feels like I've always had them. Before hrt it felt like I was missing something from my chest.

It took a while to get used to having boobs a few years back, like feeling my upper arms touch against the sides of them in the shower or putting on a seat belt going across them. Of course, occurrences like hitting a boob against the corner of a file cabinet. That was quite memorable!! Now I am more careful and more used to them after all this time. They are me and no going back, not that I would want to. Boobs are great!

I loveee them! They just seem like they were meant to be there this whole time c:
I did kind of have breasts before HRT but they were moobs lmfao, even though I wasn't fat. They were like A cups. With man nipples. *shudders*  :-X

Now they're full B cups and it's pretty awesome!  :laugh:

But my job is extremely physical so I have to be really careful about bumping them. And I can't wear an actual bra to work since my job is the only place I am not out as trans, on account of I can't afford hair removal on my face and all the makeup I use to cover my shadow I would sweat off within a few hours of starting my shift.
They're getting bigger though so I have to wear two tight sports bras to hide them for work Dx

ok funny boobs story time: so I don't have much of anything mostly just what was/is there due to being obese though I think I have added some size and fullness in the last 5 months of hormones. Now well I don't have much on my own, especially for my weight/size but with some tactical placement and use of home made Breast Augmentation Devices (B.A.D's for short) I can simulate some modest cleavage when crossing my arms.

So I was sitting at my local game store a gaggle of us geeks where sitting around playing battletech (table top minature war game involving giant stompy robots) when a friend of mine and one of the first I came out too looked across the table and caught me, arms crossed inspecting my assets so to speak and he chose to speak up "and Serena is over there cheaking herself out!"

I stood up arms raised indignant, mouth opened as if to protest, then I smiled nodded my head in defeat and sat back down. I then text him "if you had them you would be stareing at them too" he laughed out loud and later everyone agreed that they too would be stareing at them if they found them on there chest. :-)

Serena, dead end awful job by trade, Bard at Heart.

They have been following me around (or rather "leading the way") for so many decades that I don't remember life without them LOL! As a 44DD, they get in the way sometimes but when someone is playing with them, they sure feel GOOD!  ;D I have been lactating (induced) for the past few years and love the feel of nursing my partner - it is incredibly relaxing and peaceful! All in all, I think I will keep them  ;)

I think any genetic male with interests in the TG thing should spend some time wearing breast forms and a bra. It's an amazing thing. Even with a smaller size it changes the whole way you use your body. You move differently. When you have breasts, you kind live around them. You walk into a room and the breasts enter first. Of course, the larger they are the more pronounced this whole sensation is, but breasts are breasts.

In over three decades of listening to TG people I've yet to run across a MTF who hates their breasts, though. You hear a lot of complaints about them, but we love 'em.

They are great.  I've had my pair for a couple of years now and still when I wake up there is this moment where I notice them and smile.  It can be 2am and I just am getting up to relieve myself and still it's like, wow. 
All my life I wanted to physically be female and I'm a lot closer now than I was. 

Funny - I rarely ever felt that they are in the way or not fitting or especially bumping into things. Not more often than I would knock my head or knee on something anyways. They are just part of me as they should have been 6-8 years before I had them. I loved every bit of them - I was sad however when I had to get implants because I developed a condition that deformed them and I lost some sensitivity with the implants. But they are part of my mental body shape and just are right and I really love to feel my body shape now that all is very much close to as it should be. Of course there are practical issues that every woman deals with, depending on the size. I have D cup, so I need bras - but if you get the right ones they are comfortable and its more comfortable to wear them than to not wear them when being active during the day. If I am on my stomach when sleeping or doing gymnastics - I like the feeling of the pressure - it gives my mind the signal that all is right with my body shape. But yes - I also do prefer to put a pillow between them to make it more comfortable :).

Oh and of course - sometimes, esp in the first years on hormones or when hormones are changing , the sensitivity can be higher and then one has to protect them a bit more. Some teenage girls put cotton pads in their bras to protect the nipples ;)

Oh goddess, the pain!  The constant, dull, bruised feeling...  And then when they get bumped!  Aghghghghhhhh!!!!!

But I love them, yes, oh I love them.  Grow my pretties, GROW!!!

A number of the replies here make me think I should resurrect my "Stupidest ways to hurt your boobs" thread!

  I have nothing but love for my boobs (even when they get hurt).  Every single day I can't help but pause in front of a mirror and marvel at them from all angles.  I used to be quite self-conscious about my male chest, which then progressed to full-blown dysphoria once I understood I was trans.  Looking back through my life it turns out I'd always been dysphoric about it but didn't have the context to understand it properly.  I was always skinny and flat but all I knew while a guy was that I most certainly didn't want a typically masculine or muscular chest.

  Faking breasts became a necessity early in transition but always felt like a depressing costume once it came time to remove them.  Strangely, the shape actually alters my perception of the proportions of various parts of my torso such that I'm happier with my overall look.  Growing my own breasts has been one of the most affirming parts of my transition.  I have absolutely no self-consciousness about my chest now and no regrets about the permanence of my change.

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I developed some pubescent growth on my own.  I had that female awareness; I made excuses when I wore a T-shirt when I went swimming at the beach or lake.

ERT developed me from 'A' the first year, to 'B' the second year, to 'C' since the third year.

I really enjoy all those little jolts of E.  I must have been quite a sight during my early time, still presenting as male, beginning E, as others saw me make sudden moves responding to the new chemistry racing through my body; they did not know.  That tingling still happens even on my 1mg estradiol maintenance and I enjoy each shot of E.

MM - yes, I found myself doing that - holding my hand to protect them.  I transitioned part-time; unknowing outsiders must have thought my protective move curious for a 'male' where I was still presenting as male.

I was not aware of my development at first - how noticeable they could be.  I look back and realise that my family noticed but said nothing when I visited them six months into ERT.  My 'girls' became more and more difficult to cover as they became 'C'.  I was employed as a male and had to wear two or three T-shirts under my larger men's business shirt to cover them.

One day after work, as my early development was becoming yet I was presenting at work as a male, a group of us were ditching around with a soccer ball.  After warm-ups one guy announces that feared call - 'Shirts versus skins'.  AGH!  I got chosen for skins.  NO WAY!  So I told them I needed to rest and maybe get in the game as a replacement later.  Whew!  They bought it.  I did get in the game later - as 'shirts'.

I think the real memory was during my disco dancing days (1979 - 1980).  I made the acquaintance of two female friends (Kathy Q and Virginia); we frequently danced as partners.  I also danced with other female partners.  None of these women knew of my predicament at first; I eventually told only Kathy Q.  She would be the only dance partner who knew; the others did not know.  Slow dancing became a matter of me trying to out-manoeuver my partners' hands and trying not to dance too close where they might sense I had more up top than they.  Another humourous aside was the way the unknowing female partners tried arousing where there was no male anatomy to arouse down below; I felt sorry if tneir ego took a hit if they thought they could not get the male reaction they expected.

Skip a few more years toward the end of my part-time male life when a friend (not yet knowing) was teaching Japanese martial arts to me.  I kept dodging his hands as he tried to position my body for making moves and setting up my defence.  He accidentally touched me ever so briefly and I saw his puzzled look.  I told him nothing but mentioned I was tired and that we can resume later.

Anyway, they certainly helpt presenting female.

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