Large Breasts Stuck on a Boat
October 3rd, 2006
Story submitted by Diana Marlowe, Monterey California, 31 years old
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Dear Hiddenfeet,
Having a large chest and working in a small boat marina can be a daily challenge. I enjoy reading your website and wanted to share an experience I had to lighten the mood and perhaps get a laugh from your readers. 4 years ago I had just gotten this new job at a small boating company. One day, my job was crawl up into some pretty tight spaces and fix some electrical wiring. I said “OK” and began my work.
I proceeded to fit into the tight space but didn’t take into account how I was going to get out. After about 20 minutes had passed, I needed to get back to my truck for a few more tools. When I tried to back out of my position by breasts prevented me from doing this. They fit going in, but acted like a lock going out.
Ill never forget how embarrassed I was. Working around a bunch of men and not being able to get out due to my breast lock seems funny now but it was aweful at the time. One of the guys had to remove a side section. Only then was I able to get free. I still blush to this day when I see him. He seems a good sport about the whole thing and hasn’t mentioned it since.
Diana Marlowe
Monterey, California
I had posted this before but I do not think my message went through, If Diana reads this, have the men you work with said anything since?
Some men are indifferent to situations like this, while others might yap about it to their buddies for years to come.
We have not been able to get in touch with Diana since she submitted her photo and article. I am sure she will drop us a line eventually.
It all has to do with how WE react to these uncomfortable experiences. I know that blushing and clamming up does nothing to help the situation so I always march right on with what I was doing and ignore stuff like this.
I’m glad that your coworker never made a big deal about it.
I once walked around all day with glitter on the ends of my boobs. At the Daycare center that I work at art and crafts can get messy. The children and I always have fun together and my boobs decided one day to carry glitter around without my knowing. No adults said anything, and the kids or course thought nothing of it. I turned so very red in the mirror when I got home that night. Maybe the other Daycare workers didn’t notice? Maybe they did and just kept their mouths shut.
I know how you feel Wendy!
Great website Sara!
As a man, it is almost impossible to mention something to a girl without being called a pervert these days.