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“Things I Think Men Think Women with Larger Boobs Do In Their Spare Time When No One Else is Watching.” (Part 74 of the ongoing series.)

Okay. Bear with me on this one, because I think I need some explanation from some of you guys out there.

I don’t get the wearing a bra that is clearly too small. I really don’t get why so many guys seem to find it an appealing thought.

A few years back I found a garbage bag of old clothes in the back of the closet of my old room at my parents’ house where I grew up. And in there was another bag with a bunch of my old bras from when I was growing. They must have spanned the gambit from training bra up to one of my first D-cup bras. Don’t ask me why they got saved, but it was both strange and mildly trippy to see them again, especially seeing these tiny bras that at the time felt like such a huge deal. (And now, seriously, I am sure some of them would barely cover my nipples/areola… They’d certainly not be able to function with any properties of a functional bra to me now.)

But somehow in the course of conversation weeks or months later, I mentioned this find to a male friend. And his instant response was that he would LOVE to see me in one of those bras that was too small. And I really could not—and stil cannot—fathom why? What is the appeal???

To me, this look isn’t sexy. It’s positively ridiculous looking.

But I know some of you out there will fundamentally disagree with me.

So… anyone want to try to explain to me what the appeal is of seeing a woman that is wearing a bra that is too small?

Megan Moore

I told Eliza about the fact that she won E! Online’s Best Drama Actress award. She said she hadn’t heard about it until now.

Liztess doing what she does best.

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At a certain point, you just have to accept that you're nothing but a dumb ditzy milk cow. A walking pair of udders, made to be teased and tugged and played with.

It feels so good to think about, doesn't it? There's no worry as a cow, no pressure, except for the pressure building up inside your udders, waiting for the overwhelming pleasure of being milked.

It's so satisfying to put those teats of yours on display. Low-cut tops, no bra, even just walking, and eventually crawling, around the house completely topless. It's just so much better for everyone to see your greatest assets.

Dumber and happier every time they're ogled, squeezed, massaged and groped. That rush of pleasure just washing over your brain so easily, irresistibly, and leaving you giggly and floaty as your udders only feel more and more arousal.

I wonder how long you'll try and resist? Will you fight these urges, struggle against the natural compulsion to keep your udders exposed and ready?

Or are you already clumsily tugging at your teats, pulling your shirt off to show off like a good cow?

Awww, silly heifer. Can't help but shake and bounce those udders, and can't resist giving me a nice, long...

...moooooooo~