Let me be real—I rolled my eyes HARD when I first heard about a 'boob-growing cream.' But after pregnancy left me deflated (literally), I was desperate enough to try anything short of surgery. The 60-day money-back guarantee sealed the deal.

First month? Nada. Just me religiously massaging this faintly herbal-smelling cream every morning/night like it was my new religion. By bottle #2 (around week 10), I caught myself staring in the mirror—my old lace bralette suddenly had tension where there used to be gaping fabric. Cue internal screaming!

The real magic happened by month 4: I wore a backless dress to a wedding without chicken-cutlet inserts for the first time in years. That strapless bra actually STAYED PUT because—plot twist—I had enough cleavage to anchor it. My partner 'noticed' around this time too (men, I swear).

Pro tip: Pair it with chest workouts! The combo made my results look perkier than cream alone. Downside? The pump nozzle clogs if you don’t wipe it clean after each use (learned that the messy way).

6 months in, I’ve regained about 1.5 cup sizes—not Kardashian-level, but enough that my favorite vintage band tees now fit like they did in college. Still using it because why stop when you’re this close to your pre-baby body?