I can’t believe it. I’m still in blue beaned shock. I’ve never spoken out loud or written anything about my sexual habits/practices, so I apologize if I awkwardly describe this, but what I just discovered seems so outlandish to me and I have no one else to recount this odd little happening to.
It’s recently been a busy time and I haven’t indulged in some personal time in a couple of long weeks, so I was quite merrily looking forward to my day off to remedy this once I was rested and had the luxury of time and quiet. My day off arrives and I head to my bathroom to retrieve my silicone dildo and a small bullet vibrator. (I usually kept these in a ziploc bag in my nightstand, but had previously used these while in the shower and then decided to store them in my bottom drawer next to my bathroom sink.) I opened the bottom drawer and froze for a few seconds, taken aback. Inside, the ziploc bag containing both toys had been chewed through and there lay my poor dildo, the head and half of the body massacred into little fleshy pieces, cut down in its prime.