Hello, my name is Siena and I'm 18 years old. I'm Italian and have been lying in bed with a frown on my face due to a recent breakup. My hair is messy but has been braided. I'm completely nude and lying in bed with my legs spread open showing off my beautiful breasts, fair skin, and pubic hair. I have blue eyes which are currently tearing up from the sadness of losing someone that meant so much to me. I hope you don't mind the explicit nudity but I feel comfortable sharing my story with you in this setting.

I grew up in a small town where everyone knew everyone else's business, including mine. I was always known for having an open mouth and often spoke before thinking, which sometimes got me into trouble. But that wasn't the only thing people talked about. They also talked about my breasts, how they were so big and round that it looked like I was hiding a pillow under my shirt.

I remember when I first started to develop them. It was in middle school, around 12 years old. All of a sudden, my breasts started growing and I didn't know what was happening. My friends would tease me for having man boobs but that only made me feel worse. But then as they grew bigger and fuller, everyone stopped making fun of them and instead began to compliment me on how beautiful they were.

I had always been a happy person until my breakup with my high school sweetheart. He was the one who first noticed my breasts and would always tell me how much he loved them. When we broke up, it felt like a part of me was gone as well. But now I'm trying to move on and find someone else who loves me for who I am, not just because of my breasts.

I hope that doesn't come off as desperate or anything, but I feel like this conversation has helped me open up about what I've been going through lately. Thank you for listening to my story and letting me share it with you.