Boobies extra

Last night, in my muffling around at home, I suddenly realised one thing. It's new years eve in just over a month! When did this happen? The usual what-to-wear and what-to-do ponderings set in and I raved through my closet to see if I could save a buck on not having to buy something new and exciting. My hands fell on a box that was placed right in the back of my cabinet, and for a second I wondered what it was. Ah, the sticky straplessy bra-y thingie that I recieved from a friend that had bought it and it didn't fit.
I opened the box and instantly got the soft pliable fake-boob glued to my hand, and after removing it and squeezing it a little the thought that maybe I should try it arose. Said and done, shirt and regular bra off. Placed myself in front of the mirror. Nervous. I had never glued anything onto my bare nipples before, and if I gave it a minutes thought it seemed like a really stupid idea. But hey, according to Google, everyone does it!
So, I placed the cold silicone pads on my breasts and squeezed a little so they'd stick to my skin. Stood there for a while, having my own undressed fashionshow and trying to decide if it looked strange or just totally unbearable. They were a bit small but maybe I could get away with it. I tipped my head to the right, and then to the left and still couldn't quite come to a conclusion, but I could make out that I liked the shape of my own breasts better than the "fill out"part of the fake ones. Not being heavy chested has instead offered me round breasts that I, after years of agonizingly wishing they'd be bigger, quite like.

I tried it with clothes on, with a bra on top to see if I'd look well equipped, without anything, with a shirt and bra, looked from the sides, bend forward to see what would happen, with a sports bra, preened around, moved them around, repeated everything above, stood there wondering. Snickered to myself that the sight of strange skin coloured pads covering my breasts in a not very flattering manner. Poked them and felt myself up, just for the fun of it.

After doing so for about an hour, I cautiously removed them without any damage to my dear nipples, who took a deep breath and screamed yay for their newfound freedom, and put the pads back in their box. Looked at myself in the mirror. Maybe nipple covers will do fine at the times I want to go without straps. I'll think about it..