I’ve wanted a packing cock for a while now. I love gender fuckery in all its forms, and have always loved the thought of wearing my very feminine clothing with a cock packed underneath it. So, when PinkCherry.com gave me the chance to review a Mr. Limpy, I was psyched.
Adventures in Packing: Day 1
Mr. Limpy came in the mail and I eagerly opened the package (pun intended). I had opted for the small Mr. Limpy, because the extra small looked really tiny, and if I’m gonna have a dick, I didn’t want a micropenis! The small is a manageable size, and I’m happy with my choice. I can’t imagine anyone wanting the medium or large; they really would be way too large to pack with comfortable, I would think.
The material is very squishy and stretchy, and feels much like the Fleshlight material (probably because Fleshlight produces Mr. Limpy!). If you pull on the penis, it stretches quite easily. It’s a light pink color that, even next to my Caucasian skin, doesn’t look like a fleshtone. It’s very pink. I fondled Mr. Limpy for a while, but didn’t actually stuff my pants with him that day.
Adventures in Packing: Day 2
I wanted to wear Mr. Limpy around the house for a while before going out with him, so I could get used to the feeling of having a bulge between my legs. I put on a pair of boyshorts and stuffed Mr. Limpy down the front. The flat back of the balls sat flush against my mons, and the limp penis hung just to the bottom of the balls. Perfect. Walking around with him in felt weird, but awesome, and just having the cock in my underwear made me a little tingly and excited.
I noticed quickly that Mr. Limpy warmed up to my body temperature, and it was warm against my skin. Nice. I removed him from my pants and noticed something else: I’d trimmed my pubic hair earlier in the day, and Mr. Limpy had picked up every stray piece of hair that had been left on me. Things stick to this thing like crazy. I went to put Mr. Limpy back into the plastic bag that he had come in, and I found myself wishing that it had come with a better storage method for the soft pack.
Adventures in Packing: Day 3
It was time to go out with my packing cock. I really wanted to be able to wear it under a dress or a skirt, strictly because the thought of lifting up someone’s skirt to feel their bulge makes me really hot. I decided that I wasn’t ready for a full day/night of packing yet, so I opted to put Mr. Limpy in for my run to the sub shop. I wore a tutu that adequately covered my bulge.
Now you see it:
Now you don’t!
I chose the tutu because it adequately covered my bulge, and is uber feminine. I walked out of the house and was insanely aware of the cock in my pants and kind of worried that it would fall out, even though I knew it wouldn’t. I walked into the sub shop and a girl complimented my skirt! I loved knowing what was under it. After being in the shop for a few minutes, I promptly forgot all about the cock in my pants, and when sitting down, I couldn’t feel it at all.
All in all, my first packing experience was a success. I plan to pack on more occasions, too! It’s like having a “dirty” little secret! And I really liked Mr. Limpy as a starting packer, too. I would love to invest in a more realistic one, but for the price and the purpose that I wanted him to serve, Mr. Limpy was perfect. Thank you, PinkCherry.com for sending him my way, and if you’d like to buy one for yourself, PinkCherry.com has them in several sizes!