#breast reductions

[silkentine]

In honor of my original meme hitting over 99k notes on tumblr dot com, I’ve made a sequel nearly 4 years later!

(original below)

[sergle]

ALSO IMPORTANT TO NOTE, people dropping mad mad sums of money on gfms and charities and stuff are extremely impressive but that DOES NOT MEAN that putting like $5 towards someone's fund or any good cause is any less valuable, a lot of crowdfunding is about momentum and those single digits add up super fast, you do not need to be Rolling In The Dough to make someone's day!! moving the dial at all is extremely positive!!

[lucinfernos]

There is beauty in imperfections. They made you who you are.

[naturallydark]

Inscryptober Week 4: Transcendence

I think this one is self-explanatory.

[dummy-dot-exe]

by cloudstasis Mk2@cloud__alter

[getinfobl]

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[wolfeyedwitch]

I think whump writing has changed my brain chemistry. I almost passed out today and my biggest thought was "take notes about how this feels, it will make for good details in writing!"

[zepskies]

This is very very niche one, but how would Beau, Dean and Ben react to seeing reader has breast reduction scars, and that’s how they find out about it since she never mentioned having one? I won’t be offended if you ignore because again, it’s very specific 🤣🫶

Hello my lovely friend! @chernayawidow

Ooh this is very niche, but I'm okay with that! I love a narrower prompt. It makes it easier to imagine, to be honest. And I can safely say this is the first time I've gotten a request like this. 😘

*cracks knuckles* Here we go!

Pairings: Dean Winchester x F. Reader, Beau Arlen x F. Reader, Soldier Boy/Ben x F. Reader

Tags/Warnings: 18+ only on this one for some smuttish behavior. Description of surgical scars, body insecurity and body appreciation.

Headcanon: How Dean, Beau, and Ben would react to seeing your breast reduction scars.

Dean Winchester

Let's start with Dean...

The first time he spots it is after a hunt, in the room of this week's grungy "motel crap."

He notices the edge of some kind of scar under your breast when he accidentally walks in on you changing.

He only sees it peeking out from the edge of the bra you're trying to hook on. It's black and lacey, and it immediately attracts his attention (in more ways than one).

"Dean!" you gasp. Your face sports a wild blush. "Learn how to knock, damn it!"

Shit! He remembers himself with a shake of his head and a placating hand in the air as he spins away. "Sorry!"

Of course, he's not going to say anything then. He wonders if it was a hunting injury, from before he met you.

He buries that curiosity...until you two finally start dating.

The subject doesn't come up, however, until you have sex for the first time. Dean has you underneath him in his bed. Kisses are feverish, hands exploring each other's bodies like a pair of teenagers making out. He can't lie to himself, he kind of feels giddy like a teenager.

But he notices that you're self-conscious about him getting your shirt off. You almost stop him with your hands on his wrists.

Dean hesitates. His hand are already under the hem of your shirt, but they become more soothing along the curve of your waist.

"Everything okay?" he asks.

Biting your lip, you nod and encourage him to continue. He goes slow, but he eventually takes your bra off, and he sees them.

Faded, pink scars (small circles around the nipple, with an anchor line stemming down the middle of the breast, and a small curve line underneath).

A younger, less mature Dean might not know what to say at first.

He might ask, with a note of caring, "What're these?"

He also might feel the need to lighten the question with a joke (not at your expense), of which you might not appreciate in the moment. And he'd very earnestly apologize.

And he might ask if he can touch the scars, softly tracing the outlines.

You would explain to him that it wasn't a hunting injury, or anything like that.

The answer is simple: You had breast reduction surgery. If you feel comfortable enough with him, you'll share the reasons why. (To reduce your lower back pain, and make it easier on your body to live your life and do your job. And the truth is, you feel better.)

A Dean in his 40s would probably have seen this before, and know what they are. But he'll still be curious on why you did it, because he's curious by nature.

He'll want to make sure you feel comfortable with him, asking you if the scars are still tender, and where you'd prefer to be touched.

But the scars don't faze him.

"I like 'em," he later says, with cheeky green eyes, and his tongue moving lazily between your breasts.

You giggle at that, carding your fingers through his hair. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," he smirks. "I got me a little tiger. She's got some pretty stripes."

You laugh fully at that, and your body trembles with it underneath him. It makes him smile against your skin.

You're a beautiful woman, and he feels lucky to have this chance to be with you. Not just in your bed, but trying to be together.

Because it's a chance he didn't think he'd ever get to have again.

Beau Arlen

Ah, my Cowboy Sheriff...

He first notices it on the summer you two start dating, when you two go swimming at the lake. It's Montana, so the water is still pretty cold, but you both are too high on the giddy feeling of a budding romance to care.

He sees the edge of a crescent shaped scar under your breast, under the sexy bikini you're rocking. It piques his curiosity, which is already near insatiable at the best of times.

So much so that when he next has you in his arms in the water, and his arms are wrapped around your waist, with your arms wrapped around his neck, he gains enough courage to ask you, thumbing gently at the edge of raised flesh on your skin.

"What's this, darlin'?"

You're matter-of-fact about your answer, telling him it's your breast reduction scar. It's also a subtle way you test men.

You can tell a lot about someone's character by the way they react to things like this. Especially when it's something you might've been insecure about at first. But these scars are just a part of your body now. Though they'll fade even more in time, there's a chance they might always be there. So you've accepted this, and don't find cause to hide.

Beau takes your response in with a nod.

"You're...okay with it?" you ask.

Beau smiles and presses a tender kiss to your cheek. "What's to be okay with?"

"Yeah?" you lightly press. You smile at his beard scratching your cheek. You turn your head, and he gives you a proper kiss.

"Of course, sweetheart," Beau says. And he means it.

He's a father. He watched many a change happen to his ex-wife's body over the course of pregnancy, birth, and over a decade later of natural developments with age. He's aged and changed too.

So superficial things like stretch marks and fading scars aren't going to deter him in the slightest from being with you.

His thumb edges around the hem of your bikini, sliding under the tie in the back. His smile grows a bit cheeky, while yours becomes knowingly suspicious.

"Maybe you'll let me get acquainted," he hedges. His voice deepens with southern drawl and flirtation.

Your heart beats faster, and your smile deepens.

"Okay, Sheriff...but only if I get the same privilege." And your knees begin to slide his swim trunks down his hips under the water, at the same time he unties your bikini.

Soldier Boy (Ben)

Aw geez, this cheeky motherfucker...

Ben would easily be the most unfazed.

This man's gotten "around," so to speak. He's pretty much seen it all in his 102 years of pussy plowing. (Minus 40.)

You're different, however. You're more than that.

You were the first one to treat him like an actual person when he made it out of Russia, back to the States, back to New York, after dealing with Homelander and ending that piece of shit at Vought Tower.

While the whole world either looked at him like an oddity or a terrorist, you saw a man, displaced from everything he had known.

A man entirely alone.

Until you.

Still, it took all the patience he had within him to even get you to agree to date him. And you were cautious about physical intimacy. At first he thought you were shy (or worse, a fucking tease).

Or maybe...maybe you were afraid of him.

"It's not that," you tell him firmly. You feel comfortable and safe in his arms. You look up into his eyes, and he can't help but kiss you. You cling to him tightly, like you're starved for touch. His touch.

He sits down on the edge of his living room couch and brings you down with him, to straddle his thighs. You take his face into your gentle hands and briefly look down at him with a smile.

He sees things in your eyes that he's never seen from a woman before. Softness. Genuine caring. Maybe even something deeper.

But you tense up a little, the second his hands venture under the hem of your blouse.

"What's the matter?" he asks. His brows furrow. He can't fucking figure you out. You seem to be into him (and more), but you don't want him to touch you.

You hesitate. "It's just...um..."

With much effort, Ben controls every impatient, borderline callous remark he wants to make and squeezes your hips.

"Just tell me, baby doll. You're not gonna shock me."

You smile at the sight of his grin. You let out a breath and take off your blouse yourself. Ben eyes you hungrily as you bare yourself to him.

You unclip your bra and his eyes are drawn to your breasts...and then the scars. Just like you feared they would be.

But he doesn't look disgusted or put off. He just raises his brows at you.

"Is that what the fuck you're worried about?" he asks.

Your throat constricts for a moment as you rest your hands on his chest. You can feel the warmth of his skin through the fitted shirt.

Ben dips his chin and catches your downturned gaze. Then his head bows a little further, and he traces the scars lightly with his tongue.

Your breath hitches. Your eyes widen as you watch him, but pleasure tingles delicately down your spine and across your skin as his tongue swirls around a nipple. He lifts you up higher against him so he has easier access. All you can do is cling to his arms, sink your fingers into his hair, and moan wantonly as he ravishes your body.

By the end of the night, he knocks every single insecurity out of your head. (And you both sleep soundly, fully sated in his bed.)

AN: Whew! 😮‍💨 Feel like my fingers ran a marathon. I got into this one deeper than I thought I would! I hope it hit all the right notes. 💕💕

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[beatrixst0nehill]

"And now, allow me to demonstrate what will happen to my huge, beautiful breasts tomorrow. The wait is finally over everyone. Are you ready?" Marissa winced and recoiled as she carefully ran the wood through the saw, quivering with anticipation. "Holy shit," she said, after it was done, her pussy getting extremely wet, irresistible. She placed her hand down her jeans and played with herself, her mouth wide open, eyes rolling back as she masturbated, picturing the fate of her beloved tits.

Marissa had been fantasizing about getting rid of her breasts for years. She'd been a masochist ever since she could remember, and made a YouTube channel as well as an OF all about bondage, happily showing off her sexy body, especially her fat, gorgeous natural breasts. She absolutely loved making content centered around abusing them. Tying them up until they got taut, becoming purple. Whipping them, paddling them, sticking needles in them, push pins, even cutting them with razors for a sexual thrill. More and more her content became focused on this, she started off educational, but moved on to saying things like, "Breasts as big as mine deserve to be ruined," or "If you have really big boobs like me be sure to have your partner focus all the torment on them, because destroying them should be your #1 source of pleasure."

As her fans grew to like her extreme focus on abusing and harming her tits, Marissa decided to finally just be honest and admit what her goal was. She started upping her game, torturing them with greater intensity. Burning them, crushing them, making sure they were constantly bruised and beaten raw, walking around town in tiny tops, livestreaming as people reacted to see her breasts covered in bruises, burns, cuts, and tiny stab wounds. She loved the attention, and found that in private men would claim stuff like that was disgusting or a waste of a beautiful set of tits, but in person it drove them wild, animalistic, even. They'd see her tortured boobs and want to contribute to their undoing. They grab them, pull them from her top, smack them, spit on them, punch them. And Marissa would vulgarly encourage them, spitting on them herself, smacking them, telling them to hit her bloodied, bruised tits harder.

Finally, she took a two-week hiatus. Her breasts mostly healed. She opened her stream saying it was excruciating to go so long without abusing her boobs. But she wanted them looking perfect for the grand finale. She grinned wickedly after sawing the wood, telling her audience, "Medical professionals will be on standby as my awesome cameraman gets to feed these giant titties into this saw, and we watch the blood and fat splatter! I can't wait, and I'm sure you can't either! My arms will be tied behind my back, I'll be naked, propped up on one of my biggest vibrators, getting my pussy destroyed as I watch my titties get sawed clean off for all of you! ❤️ And speaking of my pussy, since I won't have boobs anymore, I'm thinking of turning the focus of my content on my poor pussy. Imagine the fun we can have with it if I pump it up and inject it with loads of saline so it looks cartoonishly bloated. It'll be so much fun ruining my pussy! Don't you all agree?"

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Ryan Reynolds did a TV ad promoting Argos catalogues (I don’t even know if we make them anymore?). In the same dream, he also paid for the breast reduction I’d been wanting for years, and we were super close.

[howlongis1instant]

When I remove these fat bags on my chest I'm gonna leave off the nipples and tattoo something else there

[bipolyjack]

nickie ur bobbie's

[localboobsenjoyer]

"This art gallery sucks, but at least I got to steal the breasts of all these trophy wives." Around the both of you, a lot of formely busty rich women roam around the venue, oblivious to what they lost thanks to the quirk reality alteration power your wife's family possesses. "Yeah, I know, sugar, but we need to go now. Your top is at its limit." Your wife looked resigned, but in the end, she agreed to leave. That is, until one last woman enters the room, flaunting her impressive bust in a tight yet elegant outfit. You tried to stop her, but it was too late. As her bust deflates into nothingness, your wife's breasts grow even bigger, signaling the end of her already struggling top. As you try to cover your now-topless lady, you could feel the jealousy-filled glares of the other people in the room, even if they couldn't possibly know what they had lost. Your wife didn't help either, since she proudly and slowly walked toward the exit, bathing in all the envy that she was generating.

[ofmiceandwomen]

I haven’t been posting much on this blog and been drowning my pain and recovery process in historical art on my side blog.

I’m doing fine.

Swelling is slowly going down and I’m feeling light and free. It has not been easy. I don’t feel like the right person to advise you for the top surgery but what helped me:

Chests aren’t flat. Not even male ones.

SWELLING IS NORMAL. Please, the purpose of this post is to make another statement to help anyone who might ever feel the same after the surgery. It is normal. It might take months until you get flat/squishable enough to appear flat.

If you had large cup sizes and binded a lot, you will be actually fine after the surgery. It feels like wearing a tight binder. Don’t fear the pain, it is not greater that you have been going through since you were a teen. You have suffered and this is the end of it.

My gender euphoria came after my doctor called me brave instead of pretty. I guess I’m a simple person.

I can’t wait to go for a swim, to wear an unbuttoned shirt. And you know what? Even for wearing dress.

[gayvampyr]

i’m about to revoke she/her privileges from people

[monstraduplicia]

emilio has surgery today and I am choosing not to freak out about it 👍