Wincing, I squeezed a sports bra over my massive chest.
Squashing my boobs inside, it still wasn’t enough – I still needed another bra on top.
I’d always had huge breasts – when I hit puberty and started developing around the age of 14, they grew and grew.
It wasn’t something that ran in my family at all – my mum and sister both had normalsized knockers.
My big boobs had come out of nowhere.
And because I was quite small – a petite size 6 – they looked even bigger.
I hated being so out of