This is my 1st ever packer (c. 2016). My feelings about it are non-linear. In the beginning, it was revolutionary and the height of all that was possible. Later, it was child’s play that was dwarfed by my growing packer collection and all I’d learned. Later still, it was once again revolutionary, as by then I’d began making my own prosthetics & learning the history of packing. I saw it through new eyes - the eyes of queer folks decades prior who’d imagined such a thing into existence with condoms and hairgel or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle slime. Now, I hold all these perspectives within me. But ask again in another 10 years and I’ll let you know.