Inna
08-10-2011, 10:09 AM
Well, as someone who had developed somewhat female breasts, I would like to share with you my own feelings on the matter, fatty matter at that :)
As a growing boy and then an adult living the dream of femininity through testosterone infested psyche, Breasts were viewed as an exotic object of desire and a sexual instrument, quite a wonderful flesh and exquisite part of woman's anatomy.
Then came the hormone therapy and growth. With introduction of hormones, a full cocktail of testosterone blocking, feminizing and fatty tissue re-distributors, begun to work their magic. Not only did my body start to go through a metamorphosis but my psyche as well. Now depleted of testosterone, pure sexual desire came to a halt and sensuality became a driving force.
My breasts started to peek through what used to be a flat, muscular plates of solid, now were becoming soft elevated curvacious elevations.
But instead of rubbing them with desire, I simply giggled at the mirror from joy and funny look. I did however get physical, but sorry to disappoint you :eek:, since the nipple area was developing duct system as well, and accompanying pain was quite noticeable, I was massaging my breasts to soften the hard tissue right underneath. Yes, it was painful but at the same time sensual feeling let it self to be felt. More of the entire body experience and zen like feeling accompanied this process. No, it had nothing to do with any of the feeling I remembered from my testosterone-horny days, but an internal feeling of wholeness and pleasure of becoming a woman.
As I am getting bigger and somewhat able to fill 36B very well after 7 months, I look at them now as a body part, of course an image of womanhood but a part of an entire body of mine, and as important as the rest of the body which makes up the whole of me and not a fixation as one more important then other.
I do not relate to the thought process I was so accustomed to before and could make love to just breasts them selves. In fact it isn't about making love but being love, finally being who I always felt I was.
I must also admit that I am surprised by my own discovery and want to convey this feeling to you. When still in the process of growth the thought of any one playing with my breasts is rather non existent and in fact I would not enjoy such involvement a bit but then I didn't let anyone near them yet so I suppose it is hard to decipher.
I invite a GGs to comment I would love to hear your view and what you have felt while growing and then perhaps enjoying the feeling of breasts, or not.
As a growing boy and then an adult living the dream of femininity through testosterone infested psyche, Breasts were viewed as an exotic object of desire and a sexual instrument, quite a wonderful flesh and exquisite part of woman's anatomy.
Then came the hormone therapy and growth. With introduction of hormones, a full cocktail of testosterone blocking, feminizing and fatty tissue re-distributors, begun to work their magic. Not only did my body start to go through a metamorphosis but my psyche as well. Now depleted of testosterone, pure sexual desire came to a halt and sensuality became a driving force.
My breasts started to peek through what used to be a flat, muscular plates of solid, now were becoming soft elevated curvacious elevations.
But instead of rubbing them with desire, I simply giggled at the mirror from joy and funny look. I did however get physical, but sorry to disappoint you :eek:, since the nipple area was developing duct system as well, and accompanying pain was quite noticeable, I was massaging my breasts to soften the hard tissue right underneath. Yes, it was painful but at the same time sensual feeling let it self to be felt. More of the entire body experience and zen like feeling accompanied this process. No, it had nothing to do with any of the feeling I remembered from my testosterone-horny days, but an internal feeling of wholeness and pleasure of becoming a woman.
As I am getting bigger and somewhat able to fill 36B very well after 7 months, I look at them now as a body part, of course an image of womanhood but a part of an entire body of mine, and as important as the rest of the body which makes up the whole of me and not a fixation as one more important then other.
I do not relate to the thought process I was so accustomed to before and could make love to just breasts them selves. In fact it isn't about making love but being love, finally being who I always felt I was.
I must also admit that I am surprised by my own discovery and want to convey this feeling to you. When still in the process of growth the thought of any one playing with my breasts is rather non existent and in fact I would not enjoy such involvement a bit but then I didn't let anyone near them yet so I suppose it is hard to decipher.
I invite a GGs to comment I would love to hear your view and what you have felt while growing and then perhaps enjoying the feeling of breasts, or not.