Its a bit of a petty thing really but it was one of those relevant milestones you stumble across in ones life journey as I progress toward feminisation.
The other day I was tidying up my underwear drawer as it seemed to be all over the place and not in any orderly fashion. I came across an old friend. A Bra that dates back to when I started dressing seriously about 18 months ago. It was a bra that when I first bought it I thought my bust would never fill it but it was a very sexy and very comfortable item of clothing. As the months went by and my breasts developed I gradually got to fill the cups and that was extra special.
The last time I wore it was about 3 months ago for a friends TG party and then when I put it away, after it had been in the wash, it must have fallen down the back of the cabinet. It was one of my favourites and yet apart from the odd occasssion I had not missed it.
The first thing i did when finding the bra was to try it on ... i had to get dressed anyway as i was still in my nightie. Sadly and happily it no longer fitted, my cup runneth over if you understand what I mean. That bra was a B cup but a large B and now I am finding that some C cups are too small to get my boosom into...what a sad but very very happy realisation. I then tried all my B cup Bras on and whilst some were worst than others the common story is that my Breasts were too large now for a B cup...... thank goodness! D cups here i come!