I have a grownup age but kid toys. My age is the same as the percentage of my apartment taken up by The Big Box of Stuffed Animals.
I sit on my knees, reach in, and grab something fun.
Ki Yo Tee
Mao tin gote
Bar Ock O Bomb Ma
All my toys are soft even if they are political celebrities. They attempt to be as realistic as possible without including any hard parts.
I sit on my knees and smush them into my gut.
Huh Ming Burd
I sit on my knees and go ‘aww’ at the new toys that magically appear in the box. I just got a…
Tar ranch chula
Kid Knees Tone
Hmm, what’s this? I thought. It was a cute little brown spike blob that didn’t look too scary, but when I smushed it into my gut… it hurt.
Its surprise-crags poked right into my flesh and influenced my nerves and soon there was a shooting pain from the center of my gut all the way down to my… (whisper) penis…
“Grate Hornd OWWW-wull!” I said, “What put this in here?!”
I tried to toss the Kid Knees Tone back in the box, but for some reason it stayed smushed in me, a knifey stick, a killer sting, a kicking stab, a king sore moving down, over and over from my gut thru my groin to my… (whisper) penis..
I could only get off my knees and run to the bathroom and sit on the toilet and chant to myself till it was over…