The other morning I was slowly making my way up and down the aisles at my local grocery store. I get there early to avoid the rush. Having forgotten to make a list, my mind was unusually scattered as I tried to remember what I actually needed there. As I turned onto the bread aisle, I was surprised to see a short-ish woman pushing her own cart down the aisle away from me. All I could see was her back. I'm typically a people watcher so, naturally, I gave her a quick glance.

At first blush, there's was nothing particularly noticable about her. Her long, brown hair stopped just at the small of her back. She was wearing fairly form fitting acid washed jeans that framed her ass well. Even if it was a bit on the small side. Rising from there, was a small-ish waist covered in a tight, grey tank top. Her body was certainly impressive for a woman her age. But nothing overly remarkable. I quickly grabbed a loaf of bread and hurried to pass her. I thought I'd give her a quick smile and be on my way. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw next.

As I glided up beside her, and turned to crack a small smile, my lips instead gaped open in a look of pure shock. This unassuming, tiny woman, casually shopping in the early hours of a summer morning had the most shockingly large chest I've ever seen. Not the biggest chest, just the most surprising. They were at least DDDs, if not larger. And it's not like she was showing them off. There was no visible cleavage, but that tank top hugged every last curve. I couldn't lift my eyes up to make eye contact, but she seemed to be completely oblivious to my existence in that moment.

My neck strained as I pushed the cart past her and I clipped a chip display, almost knocking it over. I took one last lingering look as hurriedly turned the corner to the next aisle. I'm sure I would have been more embarrassed if I wasn't still in a state of hyper shock and arousal. My mind was swimming the rest of the day with the image of her chest burned into my brain.

With this experience in mind is like to discuss how life changing-ly distracting a massive pair of breasts can be. How they can take such a normal, everyday activity like a weekly trip to the grocery store and make it so sexually charged. Honestly, a chest over a certain size can't help but turn even the most mundane takes into something almost pornographic. Am I wrong? Let's discuss.

Please reach out if you're intrigued and want to elaborate on this with me. Obviously, physically blessed women are preferred, but I'm open to any creative directions you might take us in.