Welcome!

Out of a common interest, a bunch of us have found joy in photographing and creating stories using our “little’uns” (fashion dolls, barbies, bjds, action men, cuddly toys and anything else that comes to hand). It’s a run-wot-you-brung mentality to storytelling!

Please click HERE for our friendly Welcome post and more information.

And HERE for our guidelines for potential authors.

QUOTE OF THE DAY....

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
"Some musicians make a whole bundle of money and put it up their nose. I put mine in your ears."
Frank Zappa







Saturday, 15 June 2013

Theres more at the door!

Theres more at the door!Some more little 'uns have been an gone an turned up. So,may I introduce to you...


 
Serena Standsfeldt

Bo Diddley-Squat

Diesel Dragnet


and TG Pro-totype

Friday, 14 June 2013

Pressies from a friend. 

 Hannah was settling in nicely at the Dollyhovel and Daryl showed her a gift she,d recieved from a friend.The two sisters hurried off to unwrap the package when Hannah noticed two large pictures of pretty girls on the wall. "Who,s that?",she asked.
"Oh, thats Pris", said Daryl, "You,ll get to meet her soon enough."

"and thats Jessica. Theyre the two big girls I told you about. They parade about in allsorts of fancy clothes and uniforms and sexy lingerie and stuff."

"Well, we can do that, too. Why should the big 'uns have all the fun?"

"Whoaa,not here, sis!",yelled Daryl, "We have a little more decorum than those two big hussies. Here, follow me."









"Whoaa,sis,these are so cool!", purred Hannah.


"and sexy.",she added.
"Lets show the others, Daryl."
"A friend of Phils sent us these lingerie sets. What do you think, girls?"

"They have matching bras and panties,too!",exclaimed Hannah.


"So we see",replied Leona,averting her eyes.Notingthe girls disaproving looks,Daryl,ever the rebelious spirit,hoiked up her teddy as well, chuckling to herself mischievously.











                                                                                                                                   
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Hello, Peeps

Hello, peeps! I'm Phil and I'd like to introduce you to some of my little ladies.

My first three little lovelies are... Daryl Prisling.

Next is Deborah- Ann Jesslet
and this is Leona Siwel

 
The three of them stay with me at the Dollyhovel along with a naughty, Scottish ape named Orang-u-Tam, and two larger dolls named Pris and Jessica.


A couple of weeks ago Deborah heard a knock at the door.




"Will you go see who it is, Daryl?", asked Leona, "Debs doesnt like answering the door."

Daryl obliged, grumbling under her breath, "How come you cant go, Leona-broken both of your legs?"  However,when she opened the door she had a very pleasant suprise. 



"Hi, sis!"

"Hey, girls", Daryl cried, excitedly, "This is my kid sister Hannah."

Well, introductions were made, Hannah moved in and they all got on famously. So, Hannah was the fourth little 'un to move in to the Dollyhovel.

Hannah Prisling






Thursday, 13 June 2013

ABOUT OUR BLOG AND WHAT WE DO

We see barbie-style dolls, cuddly toys, collectors figurines, etc as props for our stories and not toys - we don't sit at home and play with them

[“Oi!” Tudor humphs sulkily]

Oh, well, okay, one or two of us might! :D

Anyway, we aim for a welcoming and inclusive vibe here. We want to help show off the beauty of all little'uns - and the creativity that exists through arty, fun stuff, or rough, tough, cheeky, sexy or sassy… but above all, playful. So, whether you're a guy or a gal; gay or straight; into setting up Evel Kneivel-type stunts for your action man (or Sindy) on motorbikes, humourous skits, travelogues or just want a place to put your cute, sleepy bedtime stories… then this is the place for you!
We actively welcome invitations for guest posts/photostories. Especially from other forums out there. So, as the blog develops, you will hopefully see a variety of genres and contributors: but always staying within our easy-to-read, common-sense GUIDELINES
Oh, and don’t forget - please leave a comment or constructive feedback if you enjoy a particular story!

have fun!!!

Oma's sister.

Holly, Consuela and Oma live on a shelf at The Manor. It's a comfortable existence and on this day they were enjoying plenty of girlie-talk.


Oma settled her head in the lap of Consuela, she felt a nap coming on and decided to drift with it.


Suddenly a noise at the window startled Oma from her reverie.


They got up to see what the kerfuffle was at the window.

"Oh no, what is it?" asked Holly in a timid voice.

"I'm sure it's nothing to worry about." replied Consuela in a consoling voice.


Something was coming in through the window, something very hairy. What it was exactly no-one could tell.


It landed on the window sill with a tiny thud and stayed there as if waiting.



"I'll find out what it is, I'm not scared!" said a defiant Oma as she climbed down the curtain.


"Come and look, I don't think it's harmful." shouted Oma to the others as she stared at the hairy mass on the sill thinking "I'm sure I recognize that hair!"


Holly made her way down to the window sill and looked at the hairy thing. She was sure she could make out a foot...maybe also a hand.



Suddenly the hairy thing came to life and after a brief panic the ladies could see what, or rather who, it was.


"WHENTEN!" cried Oma, "My oh my, I haven't seen you in years. There is something distinctly different about you, have you grown your hair long or are they extensions?" she asked in amusement.

Princess Consuela looked down from the shelf at the greetings, she hadn't seen Whenten for many years and hardly recognized her.


The amazonian 'crazy lady', as she was known in far off lands, regaled them with stories of her adventures.

"And so, I fought the biggest of the tribe with my bare hands and won."


We had our own way of praying for food and water...



Meanwhile, upstairs on the top shelf Dale and Head were discussing the noise emanating from below.

"It's just not on, I tell you!" proclaimed Dale.

"I'm sure there is a reasonable explanation." Head responded.


Chip was trying to have a conversation with Bobo the clown but wasn't getting very far. He was frustratingly singing 'Agadoo' over and over again.


"And then I did this....they ran like hell to get away, they had heard rumour of my deadly kick." continued Whenten.


"Something must be done....HEY DOWN THERE, WHAT IS GOING ON?" shouted Head.



The ladies all looked up to see who was shouting.



Holly went up to the top shelf to explain to Head who had arrived and what all the noise was about.


She had an enraptured audience as she spoke to the occupants of the upper shelf.


Silence descended when they heard the front door slamming shut, revoL had arrived!

Whenten crouched down into her protective position while the others called him over to explain.



The occupants of the upper shelf had relented under the pleas of Holly and yabbered on at revoL to allow Whenten to stay for a while.


All the ladies, except for Consuela who was a princess, got down on their knees and begged revoL.


"Don't worry, I'll be going back into the Amazonian rain forest in a couple of months." explained Whenten.

revoL granted her a short term stay, as long as she didn't cause mayhem in The Manor.

"YAY" cried all four ladies simultaneously and Bobo went wild up above.


The party went on well into the night until they all fell asleep exhausted. Who knows what antics they'll get up to in the next couple of months with a wildcat like Whenten around? Consuela shuddered to think as she drifted off to sleep.