As an agent for adult models one of the things I get asked often enough, particularly after I signed Julie Jugs, has been 'what kind of girl would want boobs that big'? Admittedly it isn't the first question I get asked when people learn what I do, but it happens often enough to be remarkable. While I can understand why most women just don't see having a double G chest as that attractive what I DON'T understand is why they don't see why another woman might want to have double Gs, or even bigger. As a woman myself I have always wanted bigger tits, and I'm a double D! And I would have bigger tits too if there were a more natural way to get them, but at 27 there is no natural option for me. However, when I first started my career I represented a girl who did have a natural option. She was one of those rare women who wanted bigger boobs than anyone on the planet. And Eileen got them in spades!

My cousin Cindy had brought me to that party where I first met Eileen. Cindy is a teacher and it was a group of her co-workers so I wan't expecting the evening to be too exciting. I was merely mingling about when I overheard a snippet of conversation. "...three cup sizes in three months! And I'm 24!" It had been Eileen explaining her newly blossomed bosom to her friends. I nudged my way into the circle and tried to find out what was going on. She told us then about a nasty fall she had taken while rollerblading and the complimenting blow to the head to which Eileen's doctor attributed her astounding growth spurt.

I don't know what cup size she had been then, probably a full C or a D, but it sounded like she was still growing so I gave her my card. She actually gave me a nasty look when she read it, but she didn't throw it away. I had pretty much expected her reaction after listening to her talk with her teacher friends awhile. She was a polite girl from a conservative community with a conservative job and conservative friends. Boobs were only something you let your lover play with or complained about to your friends. In her mind nudity as was dirty as say, fisting. People might actually be doing it in her world, but only in private.

However, three months later she gave me a call. At that time Eileen's bosom had grown to a startling G cup and it seems that her school wasn't too keen on having a young teacher as attractive as her in the classroom while her boobs were continuing to grow. I remember thinking that her excuse for calling me was rather flimsy. She claimed that she needed more money than she was getting on sick leave, primarily to cloth her breasts. She had already been home for a month, sitting around the house, swelling larger and larger each day. And since she never had to leave she could have just stayed indoors until her growth stopped, braless if not topless.

It was clear to me that at some level, deeper than the social norms she had learned growing up, Eileen enjoyed having big boobs. And since she had them, she wanted to show them. At first she had me find her a couple photography contracts where she never got completely naked and her face was obscured. It wasn't great money typically, but after pics got onto the internet, demand for Eileen's image exploded.

As did the rest of her. She only did the anonymous shots for a few months and during that time her breasts just grew and grew. By the time she began baring her nipples for the camera the lower lobes of her jugs were level with her naval. Cup sizes had ceased to be too relevant as she was having all of her bras custom made. Marlene, the bra maker that I had found Eileen, explained to me once that while all manufacturors were unique, the general rule for cup sizes after D was the firmness of the breast. Thus a woman who wears a double D would be the same size as an E cup woman, only firmer. Using that rule Marlene speculated that Eileen would have measured 32FFFFF about the time she quit her job.

Her teaching contract was being renegotiated when she decided that teaching kindergarden didn't have as much appeal as it once did. But what's more she wanted to start getting more lucrative posing contracts and they all required her to bare her boobs. She had already done one photo shoot topless when she told her boss she wasn't coming back to teaching. Since her bikini-topped shots had been so popular it is small wonder that Eileen's first topless shots were as popular as they instantly became. It was probably only a matter of hours after she quit that her boss and everyone else in that quiet little town found out what Eileen's new career was.

For the next year Eileen managed to do fairly well. Modeling offers were pouring in even though everyone knew she was only doing topless. She was also doing well in spite of the constant growth of her boobs. And grow they did! By the end of the year they were hanging to her waist, completely filling her lap when she sat. As firm as they were she began having difficulty sitting at tables and Eileen began wearing a bib when she ate or else something would no doubt fall into her cleavage.

Offers for Eileen to bare it all were getting more and more rediculous. She managed to hold out another year though, until her boobs hung low enough to completely hide her crotch from the front. I personally thought she was looking more and more rediculous herself, but the first all-nude job she did was for over $100,000 and with my commission I wasn't about to say anything.

But the bubble burst, so to speak, shortly thereafter. Once she had done a handful of completely nude sets demand fell off. It seemed that she had become too large to be believable. At the time of her last shoot, Eileens boobs hung to her knees and yet she could still stand! Those images, I admit, were a bit difficult to believe. But if she had been willing to do video and let people see how naturally they moved she might still be in the business today.

Right about the same time is when her boobs finally quit growing as well. Marlene confided in me that the girl's enormous glands measured an astounding 33-Gx41. Eileens boobs had obviously managed to stay quite firm even though they weighed close to 45 pounds each. Sitting down had actually become more difficult than standing. She was still quite mobile but she had too much boob to sit on anything smaller than a couch comfortably. And even then she had to remain topless so she could spread her jugs to her sides or they would pile up too high for her to see.

A few months after her last shoot I visited her. She had managed to secure a job telecommuting for an educational firm up north and when I arrived she was sitting in a specialized chair with slings on the sides to support her stupendous bosom, reaching over her globes to type. It looked rather uncomfortable to me and she looked completely unreal. I asked her if she had any plans to get a reduction and she told me she actually wished she was bigger!

Another year later she got her wish. She had met a fellow over the internet and after a brief courtship they were married. Within weeks she was pregnant and almost immediately her boobs began growing again. Near the end of her pregnancy, just before her milk came in, Eileen was bed-ridden with a pair of hundred and ten pound monster mams! They had over doubled in size and her aureola, which had become lighter and lighter pinker as they had stretched before were getting darker and disproportionately wider. When I visited her that time she covered the entire bed and had been forced to staying in a sitting position even when she slept. She told me she most happy with her gigantic glands and still wanted to pose after the baby was born.

But it was when her milk came in that Eileen's tits attained their most supernatural size. They nearly doubled in size AGAIN, rounding out at two hundred pounds a piece! The last time I visited her she was still bed-ridden though her husband had had to attach cargo netting to the bed to keep her boobs from rolling off of it. And it was a king sized bed, too. The whole time that I talked to her, about an hour, she was being milked by her daughter's nanny. I could hear her boobs gurgling even over the buzz of the milk pump. I commented on the sound and she explained that her boobs had been gurgling and sloshing since her milk came in and forcibly pushed at her boobs to demonstrate. The power of the wave once it hit the other end of her tits must have popped one of the suction cups free because we both heard the nanny complain about getting sprayed. As high as Eileen's tits were piled neither one of us could see the soggy girl.

I understand that Eileen eventually got back on her feet. Her boobs dangle down near her ankles and slosh loudly where ever she shuffles. But she has taken to entering wet T-shirt contests where I'm told she is dominating now that she only has to pull her shirt off to prove how real she is. In fact I was told that her breasts were used as squirt guns to soak the other contestants of one contest, but that's another story...