"Wrapped up early for the holidays, it has only been a few days since Miss L locked me into this pristine candy cane Single Hip Spica. I was secured days before Christmas, left in sensory deprivation to helplessly await whatever festive plans Miss L has in store for her Cast Slave/Slut.
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The fresh, unmarked fiberglass is rigid and unforgiving. I am locked in a completely rigid shell, and finding a way to sleep is a constant struggle against the unyielding weight encasing my hips, torso, and leg, making it challenging to shift into a comfortable position. Whenever I am propped up in a sitting position on the couch or in my wheelchair, the top edge of the fiberglass bites into my chest like an unforgiving bra made of stone! It torments me with every movement and breath I try to take, continuously torturing me as the stiff fiberglass constantly presses and rubs against me without any relief!!!"
"Completely exposed and entirely helpless on Christmas morning, Owned Pinky is waiting patiently for Miss L. I am just her canvas and her restricted little toy, serving as her favorite piece of medical art for the holidays. To be clear, the "Miss Claus" written on my fiberglass prison is all her doing. Miss L kept me locked in this heavy-duty candy cane cast for weeks, making sure I spent the holidays completely immobilized and exactly how she wanted me. Being paraded around and forced to proudly display her expert handiwork at every holiday party was the ultimate festive surrender, and she made sure this restrictive shell was not removed until well after New Year's. Now, bare and experiencing the profound weight of my casing, I am just waiting in silent peace for Miss L's Christmas morning commands to see how she wants to use my motionless body next. Atrophy"