She had impossibly huge round
tits
having been around awhile and being
a man meant he was a voyeur and being a
breastman meant Nothing got past him
not one cleavage
or not
not
one gaping neckline or button unbuttoned
or not
too bad there wasnt any money
in it
then he might be too busy counting his dough peeling off $100 bills from
a roll kept in
his front pants pocket to pay any attention
or
not
there was no missing these
a blind man would recognize a disturbance in the Force
they became the salacious humored subject
of conversation between he and his grrlfriend
a liberal banter back and forth
-- Would you want tits that size
-- Would you want me to have tits that size
-- No
You wanna answer the question
-- No
they hadnt seen anything that xplicit
in a very long time
the first time they saw her she was dressed in Spandex
they gave her that shed just come from the
gym her posture slack seemingly exhausted
(youd probably be too -
carrying that rack) leaning heavily on a cart as she walked up
the
fragrant bread aisle resting their
copiousness on the carts handlebar on
top her hands
her breasts tanned
freckled bulged like balloons
compressed by her black–and-
pink-ribbed sports bra
he remarked if he wetted her
breasts grappled her a hand at either
side of them he could
make them squeak
and sing as childrens toy water balloons did when they ran as kids
clutching a half dozen or better in their
arms running madly barefooted across their
neighbors grass through their backyards during a water balloon fight
no one could possibly
sneak up on another unless they were down to their last one or two
balloons
the squeaks betraying
them
then they saw her again
it was a small town
grown smaller now in perspective of and the advent of her Colossuses
but this time she had them
clothed
although the cotton shirt was
tight
strained across the chest
the
Henley unbuttoned impossible to
button
its hem pulling up and exposing her belly
she
walked with her daughter
they and them converged to xit
out through the automatic doorway at the specialty food
market
courteously they stepped back outnumbered
allowing her and her and her and
her daughter to pass first
their liberal banter deflated
like a balloon
they hadnt imagined she had a
daughter
a
daughter old enough to realize the difference before and after her mother opted
for the
elective surgery
he was tempted to touch her at
the shoulder and ask her what she said to her daughter
his clawed hand index-finger
extended fell short
walking out to their parked car
his grrlfriend asked him what he was possibly thinking
-- I was thinking exactly what you were
thinking
-- And I was thinking
-- We were thinking what kind of message did her
augmentation say to her daughter
about her daughters body and about other womens
bodies
-- You read my mind often
-- Only when provoked
a
deep silence passed between them . . . their humor
squelched . . . an unconsidered
reality realized . . . between them they couldnt muster
an upside . . . pro vs.
con . . . the scale pulled drastically down . . . the gravity perhaps
irreversible
. . .
if a woman looking in
a mirror cant accept herself for who she is vs. who
society contorts her to be
. . .
where was this society leading
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