Chesty Morgan

On Twitter, Tuesdays are celebrated as "Titty Tuesday."  So in honor of the weekly event, I present, Chesty Morgan:

Chesty made breastploitation films in the seventies which were, by all accounts, both silly and spectacular.  She was also limited as an actress; it would seem that her roles (and films) were produced for her rather than she happening upon a role.  

What I find interesting is the fascination with her breasts.  This fascination has a personal element.  My breasts are on the larger side (38DD), so my back and shoulders sympathize with what she must have suffered having such enormous and natural large breasts.  I'm also bisexual with a specific fetish for large breasts---but hers are much too large for my tastes. 

Yet there are those who find her breasts irresistible.  Why?  I think it borders on fetish, because it steps outside the normal reality of sex.  "Normal" sex involves all those traditional elements that we, as a society, would agree constitute normal.  Fetish steps outside that: shoes, food, bondage, etc.  At times, fetish enters a carnival funhouse with mirrors that enlarge or shrink (fat fetish or midget fetish).  This is where Chesty comes in.

I've read that fat fetishists find fat especially exciting because of the feeling of being smothered with comfort, of losing oneself in the folds of flesh.  Chesty could be the same: men being swallowed by breasts that symbolize nurturing, food, mothering, safety, an absence of responsibility.  This enters the realm of BDSM, and the role of a nurse dominatrix who cleans and dresses the man, sometimes administering an enema, but always cooing and taking care of him.