Georgia

As a TG MtF it is such a glorious feeling after 60 years, to feel my breasts as my arms brush by. With the help of a little modern chemistry they have now grown quite significantly. To look down at my t-shirt and see the curvatures, the pointed shape and the nipples outline without the need of my trusty pushup bra, that has supported me all these years. It chokes me up, and brings me to tears, from sheer joy and fulfillment. I know some of you must have experienced the same in your TG journey...