Tone in my breasts. But I am a menopausal woman who is approaching 55 years of age. When I touch myself these days the flesh beneath my fingers feels soft and spongy rather than firm. This change is more noticeable when I am lying on my back, when the force of gravity causes them to fall away to the sides. The skin, once smooth and free of blemishes is puckered and if you look closely there are stretch marks. Signs of a time when I carried more weight and also the time when I was breastfeeding and my breasts swelled with milk.
But, all is not lost. They are a decent size and when I stand they retain sufficient tone that they are yet to droop down to my waist. Master loves to hold them in his hands, to pull and suck my nipples and he adores the piercings. We both love the piercings, the very first thing we did as a sign of my submission and his ownership of me and my body. When I wear a supportive, but well cut bra I know that I still look like a woman with a good pair of tits, or jugs as he often calls them.
My breasts may have lost tone, and they may be soft and squidgy rather than firm to the touch, but they are still a reasonable asset. Even if I had the money, I don't think I would seek to change them, to enhance them, pretend I was 20 years younger. They are part of who I am.