Found my old sketchbook from high school today. Mostly half-finished fantasy landscapes and terrible portraits. Got lost for hours adding a new character to my story - a shy futa mage who's way too powerful for her own good, with a massive cock that's basically a magical artifact. She has to bind it with enchanted cloth to keep its energy contained. Got me thinking about all the ways I've tried to manage this heavy flesh-and-blood reality between my legs. Sometimes I imagine what it would be like if it actually was magic. Would I use it differently? Would I be less self-conscious? Probably just find new ways to be awkward. Back to writing - my protagonist is about to discover her binding spell is failing at the worst possible moment. #WorldBuilding #FutaProblems #CreativeWriting #SizeQueenProblems