- Reason: Medical
- Current Cup Size: C
- Desired Cup Size: C
- Body Type: Athletic
- Ethnicity: White / Caucasian
- State / Region: Hawaii
- Country: United States
- Listed: March 12, 2020 9:55 am
- Expires: 93 days, 11 hours
My life has been really rough lately, well actually for as long as I can remember. I’ve been stuck in the same body no matter all the exercise, which I’ve done a lot of.
It took me two years ago to finally realize why I faced so much rejection and to finalize that I would never be a Playboy model. My figure isn’t feminine.
I’m sure one of the scouts would have just told me to lose some pounds if that’s what was needed, but it’s worse than that. It turns out I was actually ‘playing boy.’ I never noticed that even at my lightest weight, I have no hip protrusions. My body basically resembles a freaking rectangle skyscraper, but I’m not tall. I’m the perfect height for me, 5ft5in, the same height as my idol, screen actress, Marilyn Monroe. I’ve also tried out for acting parts as well in the past only to face more rejections.
Gladly, but sadly, I finally realized the issue was not me, it’s my body to blame for foiling enjoyable endeavors and income for others and myself.
I never noticed due to my ADD is my guess. I spend a lot of attention hearing people for who they are, and since man’s body has always attracted me, and my mom died when I was 11, I wasn’t appalled by my not-so-feminine figure… I just thought I needed to lose weight.
Dad dies at 16.
Years of me not giving up go by, and as soon as it was possible I went to the surgeon to fix my inverted nipples which were embarrassing for my sex life and even more so Playboy would be ashamed if they’d seen me yet but I knew better. The inversion didn’t stop me from having sex though even though no stimulation could bring the nips out. The surgeon told me to get implants instead of reconstruction surgery… and it worked!!! I have nipple sensation now, yay.
Unfortunately I learned that I had to do more intensive research, the hard way. I still felt life’s victim, this time of boob greed.
The next year and half was a horrid time of my life span as well… but I still had sex. When the blessing finally came to resize my breasts from DDD to full C, my whole life energy expanded beautifully.
Very soon I realized I still faced another problem though that would definitely deem my entertainment career out of my capability. I now have a few ripples visible in my breasts. This will require a layer of skin matrix to heal.
I packed up and moved to Hawaii because I knew it would be quite some time before I could even have the money to fix myself so my career could begin.
Though crucial, I’ve barely resented the ripples now after I found a nightmare of a problem, something any sum of money (at the time) couldn’t fix. So bad I threw my career down the trash and never did stop thinking about it. Partly and most horrendously because, the stench, it ruined my sex life. It ruined my life entirely. I have no hips, I have no hourglass shape at all, just a cold desolate desire to cope with my previous blindness. I even tried to gain weight but never received my handles for lovemaking. I would come to realize bones are bones and I must live with my structure.
It’s been a bleek 2 years trying to force all my love to shine beyond the obvious fact also while finding out I would never be able to perform in many career fields due to seemingly simple, but annoying, mental health disorder from childhood trauma.
It’s truly hurt my soul, realizing my body is not the way a man wants to see it. Even more than giving up on my Playboy modeling career. I still have sex though. But less. Because it hurts. I deeply desire to rid myself of this demon.
My solution to this equation finally came about when I discovered the surgery available to remove ribs which is harmless and will finally give me the hip look that will grant me access to Playboy!!!
Along with that surgery, some mild contouring, breast revision, and invisalign… I will finally get to be the woman I’ve always wanted to be… Even after I already gave it up.
The fact that this is at all possible feels like a God-send. At my rate, on my own, paycheck to paycheck, years could go by and time is money. The time right now is prime, for get my ribs out and finally get to shine once again.
All that’s left is for me to hope that you can be the one to bring this woman back to life.
Thank you for your time (: