Soy Milk, Measurements, Mammary Mindset.

So the pressure from Instagram and y'all has been working. I never in my life thought that I would say this, but I'm actually considering drinking soy milk, on purpose, to help my breasts grow.

Me.

The girl whose boobs are way way, way way, way too big.

I feel like I'm kind of throwing in the towel and just giving them what they want.

"Them" meaning my followers... and my boobs.

My doctor told me that eating hormone rich foods could affect my chest. Because of the diagnosis I've been given, my glandular tissue is much more sensitive to any intake of hormones I have. And as some of you know, soy milk is incredibly rich in estrogen. So drinking soy milk for me is essentially bathing my already sensitive chest meat in grow juice... In lamens terms. 🤣

The recent polls I did about whether or not you guys enjoy when I'm leaning in, or when I complain, really made me realize something.

Over the last couple of months, as my chest has grown bigger and bigger, my mindset has always been that 'This is a terrible thing that's happening to me.'

 I've seen others on Instagram go through reductions only to regret it and have their chest grow back anyway. And some more recent reductions take away their income and "specialness."

For women that have the condition at the extreme level that I do, you would need to literally scoop out every last breast cell tissue for them not to grow. Which means I would be left with essentially a concave chest, something that makes me sad to even think about, nevermind the pain.

So as of right now, I'm flirting with the idea of adding soy milk back into my diet and tracking what happens to the Tiddz.

I used to drink soy milk before I started this patreon and a little bit at the beginning. I'm sure some of you remember the post I put up about being tricked into drinking it. But this time I'm going in knowing full well what's likely to happen.

Tracking my measurements over the last couple of months has shown me that, my boobs are gonna boob no matter what I do. They did slow down when I got off soy, but they didn't stop. Even when it seems like I lost weight on my body from working out, they didn't get any smaller in measurements.

It's a genetic and hormonal error essentially. When my body is doing its accounting, it only takes deposits to my chest, but withdrawals seem to come from everywhere else.

Some of the conversations I've had with y'all recently have shown me that I really don't need to be as sad about my chest as I have been. I still have my days where I look down and I go into a bit of shock, but I'm trying to see the good in this whole situation as well.

Some of my new African friends on Instagram have helped me to see the value in my chest continuing seemingly endless development.

I'm not going to pretend like I won't be honest and still check in with you guys. My shame about them, my worry, and the the feelings of isolation that they can bring up, but I'm also going to start pretending like they aren't amazing.

Who else has boobs THIS big AND they're still getting bigger?

It's insane!

So measurements.

That pic on the left is from right before I started the patreon, so about 7 months ago. The pic on the right is me from 2 weeks ago, in a compression/minimizer bra, tank top (for sweaty boobs) and at the gym trying to cut down on all the weight gain recently from lack of going out.

I was hoping all this working out. I've been doing wood shrink the boobs but my doctor told me recently that working out can actually boost sex hormones like estrogen so.... Somehow even losing weight is making them grow.

At least I'm feeling stronger and less winded from their new weight.

Which made it easier to maneuver my weighty and unwieldy torso the water bucket for measurement.

So....as you expected, theyve grown....again.

It's gotten to a point where for me, it's both exciting and terrifying to actually see the number. The cold hard facts of what bosoms have been doing inside. And the answer is multiplying, spreading out, making more of themselves.

They weigh over 20 pounds together now.

It's kind of overwhelming to look down and realize that there's more than 2 GALLONS of boob there.

GALLONS..... Of BOOB (wtf)

I included some equivalent weights and volumes to what my boobs are now, since honestly I often think of my boobs as puddings. And obviously y'all talk about them being milky all the time LOL.

They are measuring at a 30 UU cup, meaning my band size hasn't changed at all. I haven't put on weight anywhere else.... Just in my glands. Lol,

(A.D.D. thought, but I wonder what ways you call boobs. Glands? Jigglers? Milks? I feel like I've heard them all by now but maybe not.)

I will try to get a new chart together for next post, but You can probably tell they're bigger. For me. I can tell in the momentum it takes to move. It's just extra heft, and I always feel it when I'm getting my bras on.

Extra overflow, those fat little jiggly side boobs that just never want to cooperate. Seem to have multiplied into a full pair of boobs hanging out on the side ...

But talking to y'all as much as I have, I've almost started to get excited about seeing it LOL. Like it freaks me out what it's doing to me, but in some weird way, like we're rooting for the same team, I think surrounding myself with only encouraging opinions has made me actually kind of excited to see how big they can get.

...

Which is terrifying and exciting,

Like looking over the top of a massive tsunami with your surfboard, and just deciding you're going to try to ride this overwhelmingly big, dangerous, isolating, exciting, sexy, and powerful wave.

Thankfully y'all are here to ride it with me.

Oh also yesterday was my birthday if anyone wanted to know.

I can drink now.

I don't drink but I could legally if I wanted to, which I don't LOL.

Reasons.

Thanks for reading my newest edition of the unscientific boob science post LOL. More to come.

I'm going to try to exemplify this new boob confidence aura I've been cultivating with new outfits.

Now a word from our sponsor.

-My boobs jiggle,

MENACINGLY-

" GOOD WORK BOYS. YOU'VE SUCCESSFULLY INFECTED HER BRAIN WITH THIS SILLY IDEA, THAT IT'S ACTUALLY MAYBE A GOOD THING TO CHUG SOY MILK AND BRING US INTO MORE AND MORE PROMINENCE. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK"

As they slowly, daily, imperceptibly, but actually, grow.

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