toomanytfs:

Eye to eye

After a week, things were looking bleak. There’s not much you can do being 12 inches tall and at the mercy of your horned-up nineteen year old neighbor.

As the teen’s cock arced, and the his chest-sized testicles drew up, Tom stared blankly. This was his life now… not the life of a man, but the life of a teenage-plaything.

Originally posted by me on tf-spot.com

In the vein of “pics or it didn’t happen,” craft day was a success.

Take one clothing mannequin obtained next to a dumpster at work, and a desire to make it somewhat useful. Add two layers of magnetic primer and two coats of chalkboard paint tinted latte and a day’s work, mix, and wait to see how it worked out.

I have some lovely Doctor Who scarves knitted by a friend that I plan to drape on this, with writing surfaces in between.