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I Talk To My Breasts free porn video
Do you talk to your breasts? I bet you do. I really have some of my best
conversations with my breasts. They are always right there for me to
talk to. That makes it so convenient for me and for them.
It is so nice to talk to your breasts. They don't judge you. They
actually care about how you are feeling. They have to, they are hanging
right there on you. They demand very little from you. maybe a little
nipple flicking now and then or an occasional new bra and a nice massage
wouldnt hurt.
You know, it is all about the luck of the draw. I could be a buff body
builder and have "pecs"(Yuck!), not breasts. I lucked out. I am soft and
somewhat flabby, so I have breasts. Much nicer. I mean, where the hell
would I hang my bra if I didn't have these nice breasts? That would be a
real problem for me.
I am a Sissy. Mistress demands I wear a bra 24/7. No problem! I lucked
out again. I have nice size natural breasts (40B's, thank you very
much!) Not many men are that lucky.
So, the Mistress decrees and I obey. That is what a Sissy does and I am
a good Sissy. Always have been and always will be. Which brings us to
the subject at hand; Talking to your breasts.
Talk comes easy for me. Never had a problem talking. And who better to
talk to than a part of you. One of your female parts. At least that is
what Mistress calls them. I agree. My breasts are quite naturally
female. If you could see them, you would agree also.
It is rude to start a conversation with anyone or with a breast without
using the proper names. I have always known the names of my boobs. Don't
know how, but the first time I talked to them I knew to say hello to
Helen and Nancy.
Helen is the one on my left and Nancy is the one on my right as I look
down at them. Helen is quite shy and retiring while being the fullest
and most plump. Nancy is perky and easily stimulated and first to notice
the feel of a new bra or a slight cool breeze if I am naked. Both my
"girls" have very sensitive nipples. I have trained them to be so. I
spend 15 minutes each morning flicking my nipples. A Sissy has to have
sensitive nipples. It says so, right in the sissy rule book. Besides
Mistress commands that I keep them sensitive and sometimes she tests
their sensitivity in ways which are not quite nice. But extremely
effective, if you know what I mean. But sensitive nipples mean enlarged
and frisky nipples. All the better to capture into the most sensuous
lace and satin bras Mistress and I can find.
In the morning, as I awake, ready to perform my Sissy duties, I release
Helena and Nancy from the confines of my sleep bra or the rapturous
confines of whatever negligee Mistress has commanded me to sleep in that
night. I always talk to the girls as they are free upon my chest, and
say a Good Morning, Helen and Good Morning, Nancy as I give them the
first flicking of their nipples for the day. After their sleep time,
this flicking is sure to arouse them to the pointiest they can be. So
firm and straight, eager to be controlled and bound into whichever bra
the day calls for. I give them special attention in the shower and after
I dry, I smoother them in soothing lotion so that they are as smooth and
soft as they can be to fall into their home for the rest of the day.
We had a lovely experience yesterday, my tits and I. Mistress wants to
always know that her property is healthy and safe from diseases.
Yesterday Mistress told me that I was to have my bi-yearly Gynecological
Exam. Oh, such a sensuous thrill for any Sissy. I was to be examined the
same as another woman. Imagine that, I was to experience all that a
woman goes through to maintain their sexual health and well-being.
Mistress is soooooo nice to me. Naturally, I had to tell Helen and Nancy
what was going to happen, what they would have to endure. I think they
were somewhat scared.
That morning, I gave them a especially thorough cleaning and powdering
before letting them fall into an exquisitely structured longline boned
bra. I wanted to have them shown off to the best advantage to all the
nurses and doctors at the clinic. I explained to them, as best as I
could, what was going to happen to them and to me at the Doctor's
office. I am sure they were a little scared, I know I was.
This is where the ability to talk to your breasts is most helpful. They
trust me. Even after that time of the Bullet Bra Fiasco, I was able to
regain their trust and love. I wasn't going to let anything really bad
happen to them. At least I would try not to let anything happen. You
never know when a Doctor and a Nurse and a Sissy and a Mistress are
involved. Strange things have happened. I won't mention the incident
with the silicone and the large industrial size needle. Bad JuJu!
After I got Helen and Nancy calmed down and inside that torture machine
of a bra, I shrugged into a white satin blouse with a jaunty wide bow at
the neckline and allowed Mistress to take me to the OBGYN. Well, she
demanded it, so I couldn't really object. That's a No No for a Sissy.
And I am a good Sissy. It was imperative that i check my makeup in the
car during the short trip. A sissy can not go to a OBGYN without the
proper make up. It just isn't done! As i was touching up my lipstick in
the fold down mirror in the car, I could hear the girls whimpering in
their B-Cups. Boobs tend to do a lot of whimpering when they know they
are going to a doctor's office. They can whimper all they want, just do
not leak! Sissies whimper a lot also. Sort of goes with being a Sissy.
I told them to shut up and behave. Mistress smiled and asked if I were
afraid. I told her: Hell yes! But not in those words. She said I should
be afraid.
We got to the doctor's office and I was told to go in alone. After
adjusting my bra straps and tweaking the girls one last time, I went
through the door into a world of lush femininity mixed with the smells
of disinfectant and scared women.
I approached the receptionist with my chest thrust out to the max and
announced that Wendy Sissy was there for her 11:00 AM appointment.
"Ah, yes, Wendy Sissy, we have been looking forward to this for several
days. We get about one or two of your kind a week around here and we
love when it happens. We need a good laugh by this time of the week.
Follow me to the changing room, we are totally ready for you."
I did follow her, because that is what Sissies have to do. Follow women,
do what women tell them to do, What else would a Sissy be for? The
changing room was stark and bright with many lights. I was told to take
off my blouse and skirt and just leave on my bra and panties. It was
very chilly in the changing room and Helen and Nancy were acting up. I
told them to cool it, their time would come very soon. And it did.
As I was standing there in my bra and panties a nurse came in and looked
me over from head to toe.
"Come with me, Sissy! Time for your Mammogram. First time, right? Ha ha
ha ha! We will do you just like any woman. And they don't usually like
what we do. You will hate it!"
I went with the nurse to a small room wit a large electronic machine in
the center. It was terrifying. Helen and Nancy and I were shaking from
the cold and from the expectation of we don't know what.
"Slip out of your bra, Sissy! Lay it over the chair. My, My, that is a
good size bra for a Sissy. Most Sissies we see around here are just in
training bras. Nice jugs on a guy! Let's take some pictures of those
mammaries."
"Step up to the machine and let me take your right breast in my hand and
lay it on this shelf."
Nancy cringed.
The nurse's hand was as cold as ice, Nancy's nipple jutted out and the
nurse pinched it. The nipple hid. The nurse laid Nancy on the shelf and
quickly brought down from above another shelf and firmly squeezed Nancy
between the two platforms. I thought for sure Nancy would drop a tear
from her nipple. Zap, that picture of a man's breast was taken. The
process was repeated for Helen. Helen was not cooperating with her best
behavior. I would have to have a talk with her when we got home. Maybe
the threat of the Bullet Bra again. The girls thought they were done,
but the nurse had other ideas and out them through the procedure again,
but from the sides not up and down. Ouch!
The Nurse commanded, she was a woman, that's what they do to Sissies, me
to but my bra back on and come into the next examination room. This was
even more frightening. There were bright operating room lights full on,
centered on a gynecological exam table in the center of the room. I was
told take off my panties and to lay on the top of the table and
immediately a restraint was fastened just below Helen and Nancy and my
torso was strapped to the table. My legs were manually lifted by the
nurse into a knee rack and my feet plopped into stirrups. Again
restraints were done at the knee and at the ankle and my arms were
strapped to wings on the side of the table. After all the strapping
down, nurse pushed a button and my legs and feet were raised high and
spread wide, exposing my sissy vagina to all to see. the air in the room
was frigid.
I lay there in the center of all those lights in a position I had never
experienced before as a man or as a Sissy. This was a woman's position.
And I was honored and terrified to be in that position. the only ting I
could move was my head and the only things I could see gave me even
worse chills. Stainless steel medical instruments which were of an
obviously female persuasion. They were to be used on me, a plain old
sissy. I shivered. The girls shivered. The nurse laughed.
At last the Doctor, a woman of course, came into the room. She
approached my chest area, turned to the nurse and asked in a bored
voice: "Another Sissy?"
She pushed my bra up off Helen and Nancy and began palpitating my
breasts in a very rough manner, ending with a sharp tweak of each
nipple.
"Your mammograms look fine for a Sissy of your age. Your Mistress has no
problem there. your breast development is ahead of the norm for sissies
and is to be commended. I will tell your mistress that you are ready for
even firmer control of the boobs and that you should be ready for
milking in about two months. Congratulations, Sissy, you are ahead of
schedule. Nurse, the syringe, please."
The nurse brought the Doctor a huge syringe full of a pink liquid.
"Mistress would like a little more firmness in each tit. I am sure you
will agree you could use it. So this will hurt. I don't care, you are
just a sissy."
The needle plunged into Helen and she screamed and I screamed. The same
with Nancy. Well they were firmer now. Thank you, Mistress.
I was panting and Helen and Nancy were quivering. The doctor gave each
breast a final squeeze and pulled my bra back into place and moved to a
position seated between my raised legs.I could see her put latex gloves
on and reach into a jar of petroleum jelly with a couple of her fingers.
She gave me a little wave with her other hand and immediately pushed two
fingers into my sissy vagina. She roughly felt around in there for
several minutes and then decided that she had enough exercise for this
day and pulled out with a "plop". She had hit spots I didn't know
existed and never want to know again. I was sweating. Helen and Nancy
were sweating.
"OK, now for the exam!" I almost fainted.
Out of the corner of my eye which wasn't crying, I saw the nurse bring a
large stainless steel instrument to the doctor and place it reverently
into her hands. I had seen pictures of this instrument in the sissy
manual. It was a Speculum. Nasty!
The Doctor placed the Speculum at the lip of my sissy vagina and, gently
at first, pressed the edge of the instrument into the waiting, trembling
opening. I saw stars. I thought the stars were hitting me. Then she
started to push the damn machine further and further into me. A moan
rose from my lips and became a wail.
"Damn, Sissies always do that!"
The pressure was astounding. Something was touched and I shook from head
to toe. My head flung itself back and forth. My boobs thrust, trying to
leave the confines of my bra and of that room.
"Oh, Sissy Wendy, I am going to start the exam now. I think you are
going to like it! Or not."
The Doctor started to turn the handle at the end of the Speculum and the
diameter of the instrument started to expand and so did I. Gears turned
and the steel enlarged in circumference, pressing against the walls of
my vaginal path.
"If you are to be able to take the largest male organ around, you have
to be the proper size inside your sissy cunt. I am going to follow your
mistress's desires and make sure you are ready for King Kong if
necessary.. Lay bak and enjoy it. I know I will!"
With each notch that was turned on that Speculum, I reached a new note
on the musical scale, some never before heard. The Doctor and my
Mistress were happy with the results. They didn't ask me how I felt. I
know I walk a little differently now. Really kind of a cute gate for a
sissy like me. Helen and Nancy like being firmer and I think I am ready
for anyone Mistress has scheduled to stop by.
So, my Sissy friends, talk to your breasts. You will need someone to
talk to when Boris checks out your new and improved sissy vagina.
Uma
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