The Power of Positive Thinking

The Secret: if you think of them, they will come.

You think about your brother’s wife and her hidden rack. Obsess over them.

You don’t even though the color of her eyes. You’re always looking at her chest, picturing her massive mammaries underneath her clothes.

Every family event you hope she wears a deep v white t-shirt. In the swamp ass of summer, you’re praying for a tank top. Nothing.

Only her socials hint at her cup size. Her Facebook is your jackoff material; Instagram is where you anoint her with your cum. Her posed college pics sent you over the edge every time. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve glazed her Velma Halloween costume.

You dig in her dirty laundry. Find her bra, decipher the faded cup size. Google search every pair of bare tits you can find that match. Which ones look most like hers? You try them all.

You go onto smut websites. You request for strangers to write about your obsession. You need to read about fucking your brother’s wife with her huge fat tits. You read. You jerk off. You imagine coating those heavy hangers with your thick white.

Your wife doesn't do it for you anymore. Her mosquito-bite titties don’t fill your cock with desire. She got offended when you casually suggested that you would pay for implants for her birthday.

Your marriage ends soon after. She takes the kids.

More time for you to investigate your sister-in-law’s tits.

Make a vision board.

Print out and paste every hint of cleavage on there. You rub your face against it while you jack it quickly.

This is what you want: your brother’s wife’s big tits in your face.

You’ve made your decision.

You knock on the door of her house.

She answers. You know those huge tits are under that hoodie, just waiting to be sucked.

You put the gun to your head, “Show me those titties or I’m going to blow my fucking brains out!”