OK, so I've been binding (using proper Underworks binders, not dodgy home jobs) for quite a few months now, but, given the weather's only just starting to fine up (still winter in Oz), I've only just started binding under T-shirts without wearing great bulky jumpers over the top. Today my friends and I went out for coffee, and, it being the first time they'd seen me without a jumper/coat of some sort, it was the first time for them that my apparent absence of boobs was noticeable, and, without my asking or anything, both said it looked great and the biomale of the three of us said it looked like any other guy's chest under a shirt (yay!
). The odd thing is, though, that I wander around at home wearing my binder under a T-shirt all the time, and yet none of my family have mentioned anything. Even when I get up in the morning, wander out in a T-shirt without the binder and the great lumps are wobbling everywhere, make a coffee, go back to my room and come back out 2 minutes later with almost no boobs at all, no-one ever seems to notice the Magical Disappearing Tits act.
It's just...odd, I s'pose, the instant acknowledgement from some and complete apparent oblivousness from others.
