Long gone are the days where I could fit my gals in a dainty little D cup – Awe those were the days. You could pick up a bra practically anywhere and they came in every colour and pattern imaginable. I didn’t realise them how blessed I truly was.

Now I am a member of the big tittie committee I pretty much live in sports bras or the basic black lace, which loses its sex appeal after the millionth time you see it.

I wonder how hard it will be to make my own underwear. Hell, I could make any kind of bra I wanted then. I could be sexy as fuck instead of wearing underwear that my gran wouldn’t blush at seeing I the washing basket.