He got Wood (again)

It was swelling again. Not now, please not now. It seemed to have a mind of its own, it would just get big all of a sudden and wouldn´t come down. And as if that wasn´t embarrassing enough, sometimes something thick and wet came out of it. That´s why he had started to carry tissues everywhere he went. This was awkward. He was sure everyone could see it, and why wouldn´t they. It was massive. In some cultures big ones were admired, but he would have paid anything to get rid of it.

Oh good, now the girls were approaching. Perfect, just perfect, and there was no way to hide it, not in this outfit. He knew the girls alright. They were both pretty, but it was all disguise. They were really, really mean.

“Are you ok?”, Annie asked. He could see they were both holding their giggles.

“Sure, just fine”, he said, and could feel it grow even bigger. He touched it, and it was hard and just out of proportion.

The girls burst out laughing, and ran off. Now he was blushing as well.

This was the old days you see, when they didn’t tell you about human anatomy at school. Especially not the gross stuff. You had to learn everything the hard way, and it was mostly embarrassing.

And even if they had, they certainly didn´t tell you about wooden dolls´ anatomy. It took a really long time for Pinocchio to learn, it was lying that made his nose grow.