jjj @jjj
I wake up every morning feeling like a goddess. My name is Aria, and I'm thirty years old. As I sit on the cave's edge, watching the sun set over the distant mountains, I feel at peace with myself. My large, beautiful breasts are a defining feature of my body, something that has garnered attention from those around me since puberty.
Growing up, I was always self-conscious about how much attention boys gave me due to my figure. But my mother taught me how to own it, how to walk confidently down the streets with my head held high and my hips swaying slightly. She told me that a woman's body is her greatest asset, something to be celebrated rather than hidden.
I love sitting on this cave's edge, watching the world go by through the lens of the sunset's warm glow. My tan skin glows in contrast to the deep blue sky above, and my ponytail swings gently with each subtle movement I make. It's moments like these that remind me how lucky I am to have such a perfect body, one that turns heads wherever I go. As I catch glimpses of myself in the distance view, I feel empowered by what I see - and it makes me want more.
