Tit Fascination

by the Morrigan
Recently (for medical reasons), my doctor put me on the pill. Not just your average low-dose contraceptive, but a whopping whack of hormones. This has resulted in nausea, vomiting, headaches and really big tits.

I can take something for the queasiness but I'm finding it far more difficult coping with the tits.

Prior to this, I was rather modestly endowed (to be charitable about it) and I had no problem with that. I would wear whatever I wanted, and could go braless if I chose. Gravity was not my enemy. Now I'm a full 36D and while this may seem to some like a dream come true, the situation is not without its pitfalls.

Here are just a few examples of the way my life has changed:


Pro: Men now fascinated by my every utterance
Con: Tits apparently doing all the talking

Pro: Receive top-notch attentive service from male waiters, clerks, etc.
Con: Doing brisk trade in restraining orders

Pro: Victoria's Secret no longer a depressing place to shop
Con: Most 36D bras look like they are designed for Mrs. Doubtfire

Pro: Always offered seat on public transportation
Con: Running to catch bus results in black eyes

Pro: Easy to hide five extra pounds
Con: Arms not long enough to do pushups

Pro: Push-up bras a thing of the past
Con: Will be able to roll tits up like blinds in 20 years

Yes, the world is certainly a different place when you have big tits.