A Breast Enlargement Question

KH wrote and was wondering about my breast enlargement surgery. His first question was: do I still feel sensations in/on my breasts, are areas like my nipples still sensitive to such activities as suckling, did the operation affect the nerves of my breasts?

You have to understand, I was very BIG to begin with before the surgery. It wasn't like I went from small to puffed out after surgery. For example, a friend of mine mentioned a dancer/model Chelsi Charms who started out "small"...like 30D or 40D or something, and now is obscenely abnormally enormous, and doesn't look naturally. I went from obscenely enormous to another cup size obscenely enormous, and you can hardly tell at all, ie, I still look 10x more natural than a woman who's gone from nothing to everything. My implants give my boobs a bit more bouyancy, lift, support. I still have all the feelings and sensations in my breasts and nipples, actually maybe a little more from the surgery...a bit tauter flesh makes nerve endings that much more vulnerable to sensations.

His second question was: has the operation affected my ability to breastfeed children and will I still be able to lactate? WHEN I have children, the doctor has said my operation would not affect my ability to breastfeed children or men *giggle* Yes, I'll be able to lactate, probably produce gallons from these two things hanging off my chest.

Final question: how big are my nipples in comparison to the rest of my breasts? I won't lie. his is another area I have always felt kinda bashful about. I have always had big nipples, so much so that I have either had small padding in my bra cups or bras made with padding around the nipple area. They are always erect. I have big areola. I think it just comes with their size. I don't know. I am not going to say how big or long they get when hard because its kind of embarrassing. Do you know what a baby bottle nipple looks like?

Staring

Mr Koko asks: Do you like it or mind when guys stare at you?

Yes, I like it. No, I don't mind. I have two novelty t-shirts I love to wear to, say, baseball or sporting events. One says, in big red letters on a pink shirt, "HELLO" and another shirt says "STOP STARING AT US". You guys think you look away quick enough...no, I can catch you. :)

My BE fantasies, family and boyfriends

CK asked me if I have ever spoken to my family about my BE fantasies and such, and if I've ever shared my fantasies with boyfriends...excellent question.

First, I come from a rather large family, 2 older brothers, 2 older sister, a younger brother (22) and a younger sister (25). I am much closer to my younger siblings, especially my sister. I have shared my fantasy with both my younger siblings, though only in a manner of passing with my brother who thought I was a bigger freak after telling him...so he knows but I never talk to him about it anymore. My sister however has actually read a majority of my stories, both the ones I have shared online and my more private ones I haven't posted yet. She was very supportive when I pursued my first breast enlargement surgery (though everyone said, "You're big enough! Why do this to yourself?")...she knew why. Being a seamstress (the only one in the family having skill in such), she has actually made me some just-for-fun outfits, like super XXXL hefty woman-size and an actual inflateable gown which I used to dress up in for Halloween years ago...before I popped it. Though I already have my custom-made brassieres done from someone else (actually a friend of my mom's), my sister has a drawn-up design for a "super bra" for me in which she has jokingly said, "This is the design and bra you will need when you attain your true fantasy bust-size."

I have shared or tried to share my fantasy with only a few boyfriends in the past. I have found though that sometimes its better not to speak too soon...or surprise the guy in the aforementioned inflateable gown. The first guy I shared my fantasies with, he liked my stories, ctually turned him on...and, whoo, did it! But, believe it or not, he actually broke up with me because I was "too big" for him, ie, he was intimidated by the fact I had big boobs for some reason...I saw him next with this skinny little, flat-chested supermodel-like girl. Whatever. The 2nd guy I surprised after a few months of dating with the inflateable gown. I recall being maybe a little too adamant about wearing it around the apartment all weekend, and, well, it kind of freaked him out and I never heard from him again. (A few weeks I'd try to overinflate myself and burst it.)

I did date a guy for awhile after he won a story contest I offered on an old website. Pumpdog was his online and author name. Unfortunately, he turned out to more a DOG, ie, a big jerk, and I dumped him...which led to some online issues that still haunt me once in a while.

Howdy and thanks to a few more friends...

Not to worry, if you don't get mentioned yet, your day is due...but I'd like to say hello and thanks to my friends CK and Didor. CK, always love your stories and cartoons. Didor, not to worry, there's lots of time for the right girl in your life, just gotta be open to the world, hang with friends, break out of the shyness mode. There's still hope...always hope.

Kisses ya'll!

PS Thanks Tige for the pics. Always always enjoy them. ;)

Don't get me wrong...

A few people have commented or written after reading my BLOG about my growing years, stating how sorry they are that I had to endure such an experience with being teased and/or feeling different or ashamed of my body.

Don't get me wrong, yeah, it was slightly tramatic, but not horrible. Yeah so, I was treated like kind of a freak and teased, but they (the "girls") did garner me a lot of attention both annoying and somewhat arousingly, ie, I kind of liked it.

And of course its funny now, running into some of the old high school guys who did the teasing and taunting, only to have them say (with eyes glued to my chest), "Well, gosh, uh, umm, yeah, I remember you in school, but, um, uh...you filled out some since then."

Uh, um, yeah, ya think, you doofuses?!

So anyway, all you great folks who wrote and said you feel sorry for me, thank you but not to worry...I got over it. :)

Why I kinda bowed out of the BE spotlight

Some people that email me and mention stuff about the old days back when I was part of the big BE crowd, asking questions of why I don't have a big site anymore, asking why I am not pumping out stories like I used to...well, here's my official answer.

No major reason and some minor reasons.

Back in the heyday, when I was seriously deep into the online BE craze (and seeming like one of the only females who admitted to the fetish), I was just that...deep deep into the online scene and living the BE girl life...balloon girl, that is. I spent almost every waking moment either online or thinking about it, or writing about it, or corresponding about it. I got to a point where, though I was blowing up with air and helium in most of my stories, I wasn't getting out to breathe the real air and living outside the Net. I needed to detach myself a little, and thus, like a giant balloon uncorked, I blew away a little.

Another reason was I was getting harrassed a bit, and it bothered me. Yeah, I know I ask for it, but I have met a slew of great people sharing stories and fantasies, but its the trouble-makers that ruin it for everyone. A few scared me off, I ran (cradling my "girls" so I wouldn't get black eyes or a concussion) and, again, I blew away a little bit.

I still like to write BE fantasy stories. I still like to make believe I am a Balloon Girl. I still like to get stories from friends and fans, and still like the occasional spotlight and attention.

I haven't given up the Helia moniker yet...just enjoying the fresh air and real life a bit more...which can be stranger than fiction anyway for li'l ole me...more on that later.