044) Are you wearing a bra?

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I was mulching with the Wrecking Crew again today. We were doing one of the owner's houses in town. Both of them actually have several houses... Er... well, this one was more of a mansion.

Anyways... A small gaggle of us were up front just three girls and myself, and one of them, a heavier set girl, noticed my sports bra under my work shirt. Why they hadn't ever noticed before beats me, but anyways, she noticed it this time, and was like, "Drew, are you wearing a bra!?" What else could I do but acknowledge fact. To my surprise, she's just like, is it a cloth one? And the other girls aren't saying much of anything at this point at all.

Of course, I'm like, huh? Cloth? She's like, "Yeah, cloth ones, cotton, they suck. You should get polyester." I respond that the ones I wear are all polyester blends. They're like, mostly cotton, some poly, some nylon/spandex depending. She's like, oh, where'd you get em? I tell her online. She's like, you should get pink ones, at K-mart! I'm like, nah, not really. She's like, oh, I love pink, and purple.

At this point, another girl, of medium build is like, "Do you have boobs Drew?" And so I pull my over-sized uniform t-shirt back to emphasize them more and am like, "Yeah." She's like, "What are those, A-cups?" And I say probably so. She's like, "I sometimes wish I didn't have boobs." And I say, "I thought all girls liked having their boobs, maybe they'd like em to be smaller or bigger, but..." The heavy-set girl says she likes her boobs and yells to the last girl, a little Hispanic girl, if she likes hers, who just laughs.

The medium girl then asks, "So are you becoming a girl?" And I'm like maybe. And she's like "Good!" and does that knuckle touch thing with me.

They ask me what I'm doing about it and I say that I'm on an herbal regimen to reduce my testosterone levels but can't afford to do anything else yet. After a pause, the medium girl is all, "So that's why you're growing your hair out. And why your voice changed!" I guess my voice really did change some time back?

Then they start trying to come up with names for me to use.

What I find kind of funny is that they only just then connected the dots. Only just then realized I've got boobs and have been wearing a sports bra at work... Even just a short time before this event some other ladies jogged by and were like, "it looks great girls!" and the others didn't even notice that they included me as one of the "girls" instead of using the neutral "guys".

*giggle*

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Bras

Well, because of my band size, 40", I don't get to wear the sexy numbers from VS, Target or almost anywhere else. So, I go to the shops that specialize in Mastectomy bras. And they sell me quite serviceable 40 A Bras.

So, the other day I was showering quickly while a friend was at my house, and she walked into the bathroom to use the toilet. She told me that If I am a 40A, then I'd be a 38B or a 36C. She knows that I never did get implants, and in spite of the fact that many women have breasts larger than mine, I am still quite happy.

I just thought that her take on things was quite interesting.

Please I do not want to get into a pissing contest about whose got the biggest boobs.

G

I'm pretty much a 36 band...

I have a 33" under bust measurement and at least for sports bras, 36 bands seem to be comfortable. They're quite easy to find too.

36A and I'm not even on any Estrogen... Just keeping my Testosterone low... Hopefully when I do go on proper HRT I won't get too big... Really don't want anything more than a C at absolute most!

Abigail Drew.

Be Happy

littlerocksilver's picture

with whatever you get.

Portia

I'll try...

But it's a girls prerogative to have body image problems! *giggle*

Abigail Drew.

Being treated as one of the girls is a real honor.

I was 5 years old when a me and one of my girl friends were playing dress up. Well, not really dress up, what she was doing was seeing how I looked in one of her dresses and under things. Her shoes were a little tight, but wearable.

I was accepted as one of the girls from then on, even by the boys, and if anybody wanted to pick on me, they had to run the gauntlet of protectors, first. This lasted until I was 10 years old, when my birth mother decided to ruin my birthday by calling me back to her house. I won't go in to what happened, but I was just saying that being accepted as one of the girls and doing girl things with them, really made me happy.

"With confidence and forbearance, we will have the strength to move forward."

Love & hugs,
Barbara

"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."