What’s in your bra?
One of the interesting things about sites like this is trying to discuss somewhat intimate issues without triggering the algorithms that identify your post as some sort of porn. I have posted at least one entry on this blog that I ended up having to take down because the ad service thought it was a porn post (it wasn’t). These, of course, are related to the methods used by search engines. So, if – for instance – I wanted to discuss the delicate subject of “breasts” then I just sent out a red flag to all the various programs designed to find words…like that one.
So, if you are a new reader who came to this page because you were doing a search for that word – Welcome! However, I should fully disclose that this column is probably not what you had in mind. The reason I mentioned the word – which I shall use sparingly for obvious reasons – is because having them, or creating the illusion of them, is certainly an integral facet of male to female transgender activities. It’s worthy of discussion to ask: How do you deal with the role of breasts in your life? (and I do not mean those belonging to other people, that’s a different subject!)
Obviously, the more you trend towards the transsexual end of the spectrum, the more you would be interested in, or actively working towards, real breasts upon your chest. Whether these be solely the result of HRT or aided by surgical intervention, the common factor is, of course, that you can’t take them off (short of more surgery). This is obviously a serious commitment, but I am aware of a certain segment of the population who do drag shows, or who simply identify as proudly-male crossdressers, who nevertheless have taken steps to have actual breasts.
As you move further from the transitioning end of the spectrum towards more part-time activity, you find a variety of methods, almost always driven it seems by economic flexibility. Those with more resources can usually be found in possession of high quality and relatively expensive natural breast forms that not only fill a bra but provide the opportunity for convincing cleavage if worn properly. For those less well endowed, you have simpler and less expensive forms, and further down the socioeconomic scale you have various sorts of “make-do “ bra filler, of the sort that only works under the concealment of sufficient clothing.
There are several fairly good ideas that float around the net, depending on your preferences. I myself, for some time, went with the knee-high-filled-with rice model. Some recommend bird seed instead, some are really old school and go with balloons and pray nothing pops them. I always thought it would be nice to have the money to buy top-end forms, but then I mused, when I did start HRT, at what point would the forms be superfluous in that I’d rather know that what filled my bra was actually ME. In any case, I never had the dollars to see how that would play out.
So what’s your experience with filling a bra (or bikini top? Particularly, are you a man who’s not transitioning but still has developed or acquired real breasts? If so, how do you deal with that? Do you try to hide them? Do you “play it off” or do people know what they are there for? If you are in a relationship, how does your partner feel about them?
And yes, for the record, I do know about those who appear in adult films who maintain their male plumbing along with an otherwise feminine appearance. I assume that’s at least on some level just a matter of making a good living catering to a lucrative market. If tat subject comes up in the conversation, just keep in mind that we are going to keep this conversation steered away from the more risque line of thought.
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