Real boobs or not? How to tell?

Real or not? Be honest. Voter names are not recorded, so you get no prize for lying.

  • I CAN spot fake boobs without a doubt

    Votes: 4 28.6%
  • I THINK I can spot fake boobs most of the time.

    Votes: 3 21.4%
  • I can tell the difference ONLY by touching.

    Votes: 1 7.1%
  • I have touched fake boobs before and NOT known until told later.

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • I don't care. I just like big boobs.

    Votes: 3 21.4%
  • I don't like fake boobs, regardless of size.

    Votes: 3 21.4%
  • I have left or not connected with a woman because they were fake.

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    14

Tony2015

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Is there a quick, easy way to just LOOK at a pair of boobs and know whether they are real? I mean, I don't even know how breast enlargement is performed. Are there scars? Are they indications? Guess I'll have to Google that.

Anyway ... discuss.
 
Scars are pretty rare now a days...

The new procedure is to go through the navel with a small slit and push the implant up under the skin to the breast. So the breast will have no scars, but there will be one in the navel.

Usually, if she lays down and her breasts stay on her chest and don't droop to either side, they are fake. If you hear water sloshing sounds, they are fake. If they are hard to squeeze they are fake.

But just looking at them through clothes, no way to tell. Sometimes even if they are naked...no way to tell.
 
Is there a quick, easy way to just LOOK at a pair of boobs and know whether they are real? I mean, I don't even know how breast enlargement is performed. Are there scars? Are they indications? Guess I'll have to Google that.

Anyway ... discuss.

Just try to pull them off, if they pop off then they are fake.
 
Scars are pretty rare now a days...

The new procedure is to go through the navel with a small slit and push the implant up under the skin to the breast. So the breast will have no scars, but there will be one in the navel.

Usually, if she lays down and her breasts stay on her chest and don't droop to either side, they are fake. If you hear water sloshing sounds, they are fake. If they are hard to squeeze they are fake.

But just looking at them through clothes, no way to tell. Sometimes even if they are naked...no way to tell.

Must you use the word "droop" when speaking of titties?
 
Anybody ever watch 'Becker'?

Sleazebag Bob is thumbing through a girly magazine saying he can pick them out.

Real.

Fake.

Real.

Real

Fake.

Real fake!


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Fake are easy to spot. They look too good. Real boobs are kinda undisciplined, like real hair. Real aren't identical twins.
 
They're boobs. Who cares if they're real or fake, just be happy you got a pair in your face.
 
Fake are easy to spot. They look too good. Real boobs are kinda undisciplined, like real hair. Real aren't identical twins.

I don't know about that, which is the reason for my confusion. I had a 20 year old girlfriend who had the nicest, firmest, C cup breasts I've ever seen, and they were very much real. Now like I said she was still 20 years old, and she hadn't had any children yet. But if I hadn't known better, I would have said that they were fake because even when she laid back on her back, they still pointed towards the heavens.
 
Is there a quick, easy way to just LOOK at a pair of boobs and know whether they are real? I mean, I don't even know how breast enlargement is performed. Are there scars? Are they indications? Guess I'll have to Google that.

Anyway ... discuss.

The bolts on the sides are a dead giveaway.
 
Fake boobs don't try hide under her armpits when she lays down but stand up. Much rounder than reals. Gravity pulls down reals and makes for a straighter line in the cleavage area. I think?!
 
Across the majestic plains of the Mammarian Range roams the last of the tit-wranglers. These proud men were once lords of all they surveyed, but now, with the advent of the silly cones of today, they find themselves bereft of purpose. Most have left their ancestral home and gather now far south, to seek what joys they may in the slow curves and waning tributaries of the Rump Valley. Here, though, the faith is strong and the urge to wrestle those wayward breasts, train up the fragile stems of the nipple and smooth the shadowed reaches of the Vale of Underbreast has never been more fierce.

It is sunrise. The plains are covered with the silken white blanketing of snow, but as the rays pierce the slumbering land, the soft mountains rise again. Far off, the lonesome wrangler shakes himself, spits on his horny hands, and gets to work.

*cue music*
Rollin rollin pullin
Keep those nipples swollen
Rawhide!
Don't try to understand them
Just bite and rope and brand them
Rawhide!
 
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