Reviewed by Tobly McSmith
There are several things a house needs to make it a home. Beds, televisions, maybe a nice rug, a kitten even. But no house is complete without a life-sized inflatable love doll. Welcome to my home, Man of the Year. Not ever a lesbian’s wet dream of a lover but I’ll take what I can get.
The box comes with a couple of campy promises that this inflatable boy toy will deliver, like “Man of the Year is always happy to see you,” and “Man of the Year is a hottie with a killer body.” Rest assured that “Man of the Year will listen to your problems and never talk back.” I think someone would check me into a mental hospital if they walked into a room and I was confining my worries and troubles to an inflatable man with a foot-long inflated cock.
So one lonely night I blew him (up). He resembled a skinny gymnast and was just as flexible. He could put both legs behind his head! His face looked distorted and stretched like silly putty pressed against newspaper. I imagined dressing him up and bringing him home to meet the folks. His cock was, as promised, a foot long when fully inflated. When Man of the Year is standing straight up, that thing sticks out ramrod and proud. It is hilarious and definitely not for boning.
I noticed neighbors across the way were out on their fire escape smoking so I positioned Man of the Year in the window to accentuated his manly hard-on and showcase his flexibility. Man of the Year and I were having the time of our lives! Sadly, our fun was deflated when I accidentally burnt a hole in his pecker with my cigarette when we were slow dancing. It was star-crossed fate and not even duct tape would keep him inflated more than 20 minutes. Our magical night together was over.
Man of the Year is great for laughs. His foot-long pecker really stands out in a crowd. This is a novelty item that would be a hit at any bachelorette party or some fabulous gay man’s birthday party. Unfortunately, the inflatable boyfriend is not equipped to plummet any orifice. I suppose in really desperate moments you could rub your clit up and down him but it would probably feel like you were having sex with a floatation device, and that’s not very sexy. My Man of the Year may never see the light of day again but we will always have our memories of the night we shared. ManoftheYearInflatableDoll
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