Addressing rumours about my new (alleged) silicone-sex-doll body

Still getting used to seeing my new self in the mirror.

Okay. Look.

I don’t know what Ruchika’s been telling you w.r.t my recent… transformation. All I know is I’d been struggling for more than a year with a cheap plastic ball-jointed body that was falling apart. I literally could not go a single day without one of my limbs falling off. At the minimum. So when you are walking down the street and come across a possibly shady poster that promises you a strong new stainless steel skeleton and a flexible silicone body, you respond. Even if that response means walking through a secret door that suddenly and mysteriously appears in what was, until then, a solid wall.

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Now what happened once I walked through that door… I can’t quite say I remember. My memory is a little fuzzy on those details. All I remember after that point was that I woke up lying on the street, the secret door was gone, the poster was gone, but I felt GREAT. I hadn’t felt this fantastic at any point in my tiny life so far. I had smooth joints! I had actual silicone flesh that gave way when you touched it. Do you know how much better that is than cold, hard plastic? When I got back home, I went straight to the mirror, and sure, I didn’t quite look like what I used to – but hey, who’s complaining? I look a lot more like Ruchika than I ever did before – and isn’t that the point of her whole project?

Anyway, a few days later, I hear rumours about how I made a deal with some shady Voodoo priestess and sold my soul to the devil in exchange for my new body. I can’t comment on that matter specifically, given that I don’t actually remember what happened.

But I also heard other rumours that apparently my new body was taken from a miniature silicone sex doll, which I vehemently refute, thank you very much. That is pure conjecture. I mean, I later went and looked up the eBay and Amazon listings of this tiny doll that my body was apparently derived from – and nowhere does it say anything about it being a mini version of a sex doll. This is all just based on Ruchika’s assumptions, because she says these tiny dolls look very much like those large life-sized super realistic silicone sex dolls that lonely people spend thousands of dollars to buy and customize. And sure, when it comes to these miniature dolls, the product’s marketing is quite sexually suggestive, and the doll is sold by bust-size. And sure, I seem to have ended up with breasts larger than I’d have liked – I thought I’d signed up for a ‘medium’. But anyway. The point is, if it were a tiny version of a sex doll, I think that’d be mentioned somewhere on the product. And it isn’t.

So for those of you who’ve been hearing my new body has been sourced from a tiny sex doll, you are very mistaken.

Little R

Little R is Ruchika Nambiar’s 5-inch-tall alter ego who lives a parallel life in miniature. Read along as she documents the trials and tribulations of miniature life while negotiating a complicated & tenuous love-hate relationship with her regular-sized overlord.

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