For a toy described as "small" the Mr Limpy is startlingly large. The length does not include the balls, so it's actually about 6.5 inches. (It's worth noting for all the size queens out there, that this is bigger than the average erect bio penis.) Also, it's quite thick, and as a slender guy it was a bit incongruous.

It is soft and squeezable, but also very stretchy. After a little enthusiastic jumping around it started to tear very slightly at the top. The material definitely feels skin-like, but it's soft enough that just using it for packing will damage it fairly quickly.

Because of how stretchy it is, going commando with a harness will probably not be your best look. It didn't work with my harness, but my harness is a bit rubbish.

While Mr Limpy is not super realistic, it's okay, and I quite like the way the balls look (if we ignore that they're flat at the back.) The color though is very pasty, in a pinkish rather than skin colored hue.

It can be dusted with cornstarch to make it less sticky and less of a lint trap. But don't wash it with soap! That degrades the material. Once it has been cornstarch-ed liberally, it does feel quite nice to touch. Though it will get tacky with wear.

I've seen guys make an STP out of it, and that might help with how squishy and stretchy it is.

It was too large for me to get into my skinny jeans, which made it pretty much useless to me. If there's one time I wanna be sportin' a bulge, it's in my Levis.

The manufacturer describes it as a novelty item first and foremost, and that's definitely worth keeping in mind. Probably better for pranking your flat mate than packing in your pants.

I put it in my harness and watched it, well, hang. The weight of the thing stretched it out. Fun to jump around nude to rock music, but less so for actually wearing. After that first half hour, it took up residence on my coffee table to be randomly thrown at whatever flattie is deserving of a cock in the face.

After abusing this for a little while, I sent it to a friend who used alcohol wipes on it and swears he doesn't mind that it went down the back of my couch. He's also a little concerned about how big it is, but a free packer is a free packer!