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Ahem, back to 1995. Or 1996, as it was. I ordered one, a Goddess (actually goddess) style 222 in size 34-C. I now think of it as Warp Factor 2. I waited breathlessly (try doing this on a male set of lungs!) for the 222 to arrive. The moment it did, I ripped the packaging open and immediately lost myself, or at least a far more than ever part of myself, to its voluminous cups. Nothing can describe that sensation. Absolutely nothing. I have written reams about it in my personal journal (none of it incorporated here I assure you), and in all of that, I have never adequately captured that sensation in words. Fact. Suddenly, in a bra that I really had never imagined could do this, I was STACKED. I admit, my nipples did not achieve the center seam between the upper and lower cups, but nevertheless, I had been forcibly injected, and projected, to impossible hights and depths. This was a bra dangerous on a level I never, ever, dreamed possible! I knew it even more instantly, nay insistently, than I had when I first succumbed to the Lady Marlene 222's seduction. Somehow, way down at the Y chromosome level, I knew I had been lost in a way from which I would never be able to recover. Eventually, the realization came to me that, indeed, I did ...owe it all to Goddess. I am in her cups to this day, but we will get to this later.

I mark this day as the transition from amatuer to, well, righteously addicted, if you will. Way down at the genetic level of my core, I knew that I would find it increasingly difficult to ever take this bra off. At the same time, I also knew that every second I spent in its embrace, would be another step in a direction from which I could not retrace my steps, in a new dance, a more sure and irretraceable step into that dimension closest to femininity than I could imagine, or no longer not imagine, taking. I have no idea how addictive drugs are, but this bra, and its ilk, are devastatingly addictive as you cannot imagine until you find yourself lost and locked in their cups, literally. I was hooked instantly, irrevocably, both willingly and unwillingly (more yin and ang?).

It was a period of but a few short months before I knew with absolute certainty that not only would I achieve the ultimate satisfaction of nestling my nipples at the central seam, but that there was no way back, that this was bra training at a perilous level, with desire increasing not directly but exponentially as my breast mass, and nipple elevation, rapidly approached the seam. There is absolutely nothing, absolutely nothing, which can prepare you for such an experience. Often, in my personal writings, I have described it as an out-of-body experience, inasmuch as you are gathered, lifted up, and then powerfully injected towards the central seam, and the maximum depth, of the cup. You find yourself contemplating part of yourself at extreme, and wonderfully fashioned, altitude, very separate and very attached, but unattached and controlled at the same time. Way out there, literally. Out of body, but lovingly and forcibly enforced perched precisely and attractively as a female breast. Breathtakingly outrageous! Take it beyond words yourself if you dare. There is no other way to get there, but there are some tips I will impart to accelerate you to such heights (sic).

Beyond the scope of this treatise, as an aside, I managed to lay in a substantial stock of these bras, before the Goddess, in her wisdom, and in accordance with market conditions, decided to replace the 222 with the 422. Ive been there, it isnt worth it. Perhaps someday I will discover a competent replacement, but as of now I know of no other. As with the Lady Marlene 592, the Goddess 222 has passed into history, and into certain private stashes, as have the other classic designs of which I can only read or view vintage ads.

Which brings me to another point. Many of the fantastic brassieres of times past, and I'm talking only a few decades back, incorporated all of the design features lauded above. However, some features passed into obscurity long before I even had the chance to sample them. Of these, the circular stitched cup, the bandeau band, the three and four section cup designs, all featured strong structural members, and combinations of the above, which I can only dream of at this point in time, and imagine how much more addictive and thence necessary to taste such features become. As many of you may wish to experience the discoveries I have made, there are those (just mentioned) denied us now by time. It will be explained to you that these are the advances due to time. I would submit that these are the advances due to retrograde motion, the motion you do before you realize you are going in the wrong direction (ever made a wrong turn? Of course you haven't). I have to think that such bras were not as comfortable as todays bras, but that may never have been the point at all, the point may have been the points themselves, the stratospheric altitudes attainable, by the nipple at least, in a bra made to assert you to such an altitude regardless of any other consideration. And from a man's perspective, this will get my attention far sooner than a bra-less babe any day. And that was probably also the point. You are welcome to disagree, but you will never convince a man dragging his tongue on the ground.

Unless I ever find, in some garage sale or second hand shop, a fine example, in my size, of one of the old bullet bras, preferably a circular stitched, 4 section cup, but probably not with an underwire (these were exceedingly rare), and in my size no less, I will just have to imagine what the possibilities might have been (if you find one in a 34-36 C or D cup, let me know!!!).

Two-section cups are today made in various compass orientations from east-west (like the 222) to north-south vertical or princess seamed bras, also characteristic of the class of bra known as the minimizer. I have tried various incarnations of the minimizer, thinking that if it is designed to reduce the bosom by one or two cup sizes, then I should be able to at least wear one close or larger than my perceived size. It just doesnt work. The vertical cup seams characteristic of these bras does a good job of squeezing you down in the cups.

As described earlier, the horizontal cups of the decollete bra do wonders at lunging you up. I find this feature in a bra instantly attractive, now that I know what I am looking for. Not just for looks, but for what it does for me. Turn that angle anywhere up to 45 degrees, and you not only have lift power, but you add impetus towards the chest center. This can only enhance cleavage, if it fits you. I have found one Vanity Fair design that does this, and it too is no longer in production.

As to what to make the cups out of, I have several opinions. But basically forget stretch fabrics altogether. Stretchy fabrics help to react to your breast mass by adjusting the cup cavity and form to fit. If you don't have it to begin with, these fabrics can impart very little in the way of structural oomph because they absorb force by elastic deformation instead of structural resistance. You need structural resistance if you are ever going to have something where nothing was before. If you aren't a believer yet, and you can find such a bra built out of predominantly firm fabrics (and there are still some left on the market), invest some time and money and find out for yourself. I once lusted after stretch straps, stretch cups etc. etc., and I was wrong. Just plain wrong. Don't get me wrong, stretchy fabrics have a preferred place in bra design, particularly in the back of the band surrounding the clasps, in the lands for the shoulder straps etc., but they add little to any other parts of the bra in terms of persuasive support. It's a simple case of who is the persuader and who is the persuadee. I want my bras to persuade me to fill its cups, and that takes fabrics with the strength to hold what the underwires gather in the form and shape that the cup was cut to do. A stretchy cup obviates that function.

For instance the Goddess 222 uses an ultra thin but extra strong double layer of non-stretch silky nylon in the lower cups. Seamed to that are the upper cups of a strong but very fetching see-thru eyelet mesh, and I love eyelet anything. Again, non-stretch fabrics. Augmented by the cunning cuts of these fabrics, and a strong frame, the result is simply too stunning to be believed. Until you find yourself in such a pair of cunningly built cups. Then you will believe. I wear one every time I write on this and I never want to take it off. Sometimes I don't. I told you, it's a very dangerous bra. Very dangerous.

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