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TIFU by trying to figure out a woman. NSFW

So I (25m) am in college and a couple semesters back I had a number of classes with this girl, and ended up working on a lab together. Found out her apartment complex was across the street from mine, we became friends and started studying together and hanging out.

We were just friends, I was pursuing a different person from one of the classes we had together, and she was super into my roommate, and almost regularly asked if I could help her get together with him. He wasn't interested though. Eventually she dropped it.

Early in the friendship, she would randomly talk about boobs or vagina. Not in a sexual way but like, the kinda stuff you might find in a "women of reddit what do you wish men knew about X" thread. Like I used to be a fat kid, like morbidly obese, took some time after highschool to work and save money doing grueling labor and lost like 130 lbs, in college not working all day I noticed I was putting some weight back on. She was getting ready for a 5K and invited me to join her. I agreed if nothing else to get some exercise, and I made some joke about how since I put on some weight I might need a sports bra. And she started talking about how one wasn't always enough, she is rather busty, and how running without one can hurt. Stuff like that.

Anyway as time went on, I was noticing I was touching her boobs a lot, not on purpose mind you, but like at one point we were watching TV I was sitting on her right, I asked for the remote because whatever was on was something braindead and I wanted to change the channel. She was offering it with her left had she had in front of her chest when I went to grab it she moved her hand away, amd as you guess I got a handful. I pulled my hand away and apologized, I'm not into randomly molesting ppl. And she didn't even acknowledge it happened, I figured she was just so caught up in playing keep away with the remote she hadn't noticed, or in the very least realized it was her fault and wanted to drop the whole thing.

Either way, it started happening often and I told myself it must be a downside of big boobs they accidentally touch everything. But then it started being more and more deliberate. Like she was learning to play the guitar she brought it over so she could go to practice afterwards, at this point we werent in the same class anymore but we still studied together because my minor is her major and she would help with my more simplistic version of what she was learning. So after tutoring me essentially, she put on her guitar, she had a chest strap for it, and decided it was hanging kinda low. She decided the best course of action was she holds the guitar in the position she wants it while I tighten the strap conveniently resting on her breasts.

At this point I'm thinking there's no way it's an accident. My conclusion was maybe she was interested in me, it didn't work out with the other girl, and having large breasts was enough to get guys so maybe she never learned and other flirting techniques outside boobs. Several other people felt it was a reasonable enough explanation. I liked her well enough so I went for it. She told me she'd go on a friend date with me but she had a huge crush on the guitar instructor, another student doing a side hustle, and wasn't really into me.

At this point I'm confused, but whatever maybe she felt bad for me so was low-key giving me some boob to make me happy. But at the same time she was talking about boobs and vagina a lot more. Like she'd come over complain about cameltoeing in her yoga pants and her labia making it uncomfortable and so she had to adjust and etc etc. Some days it was all we talked about. Or one day we were hanging out and she just starts rubbing her boobs acting like it's the most normal thing. I ask her if she wants some privacy, and she apologized and said she's on her period and the hormones makes her boobs hurt and so she runs them to make them feel better,and I don't mind right? It got old fast.

So it got to point, where it was just uncomfortable to be around her. I enjoyed her company, she was really smart and great to talk to generally, but at some point her boobs would be thrust upon me and a nice conversation about said boobs leaving me feeling skeevy. No one has any clue what her deal is so I decide to ask her.

So we met up today and I was greeted with a thrilling story of how hard her nipples got in the lab, it's just too cold. And so I ask her something along the lines of "not to embarrass you or anything but I noticed you always seem to find a way to put your boobs on me, and you always talk about them or your vagina, you said you aren't interested in me and I'm just trying to figure out what's going on" admittedly I was nervous so it most definitely wasn't as thought out as that but that's the basic gist. She said she had t noticed that was happening and she was sorry and thought I liked when we talked about boobs and stuff. She said she'd be more careful and we hung out a little bit but she found some excuse and left pretty soon after, I figured I embarrassed her and she wanted to be alone, so thought nothing of it.

Well a few hours later I get a text from her, telling me I'm a disgusting breast obsessed pervert, the only reason I pretended to care about her was to bed her. Her mom thinks she should get a restraining order, her roommate feels like she should report me for a myraid of things but out of respect for our once friendship she's just going to block me on everything and cut me out of her life. To add insult to injury me roommate bumped into her and told me she said she couldn't be my friend anymore because I'm too perverted.

TL;DR I asked a friend, who swore she had no romantic feelings for me, why she was always throwing her boobs at me, and got labeled a pervert.

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