Unexpected consequences

[JulesG1]

My first ever dressmakers dummy arrived last week. I twirled various wheels and added wadding and a bra to get it to my size, contorting myself to get measurements for various bits and finally, there I was, the other me. The weird thing is that the measurements are mine, but my shape isn’t quite the same anymore. I am no longer a squishy dummy, I am a runner!

The dress is going to have to wait, or it won’t fit by the time I finish it. I will get on with something else for the little grandfiend instead.

[prinny30]

It's not a consequence it's amazing well done 💪