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By now, everyone had gathered around, throwing glances at me with wide smiles on their faces, like this was a good thing. Beside the flowers was a big red box. Curiosity ached at me as I walked closer. I opened it, and immediately felt my blood boil. It was a bunch of sex toys. Different sizes, different shapes, different functions. I immediately shut the box close, my eyes flaring with rage. Nikolai Stavros, you must be fucking out of your mind.I see

Anthony only flashed me a smile. “I know,” he said. “So I asked the ladies in this building for any possible quicker remedies and one of them gave me this,” he pulls out a box. I frowned, never having seen it. “It’s a…cramp something…reliever. You’ll paste it directly on the sore area and it’s supposed to warm up and…massage or something, I don’t know. Safety guaranteed. Wanna try it?” “I guess,” I said. I lifted up my shirt so that he can paste the cool device against my skin. Once it was secure, he pressed the button in the middle, and I felt it move slowly. I pulled down the shirt and went to brush my teeth.

You’re home alone. The kids are at school. The house is quiet except for the soft hum of the fridge and the distant sound of birds outside. You’re in the kitchen, wearing nothing but one of his old t-shirts, when you hear the front door slam. Your husband bursts in, breathing hard, eyes wild with raw, uncontrollable lust. He had tried the African remedy his friend brought to work — just a sip, he said. But he took an extra one. Congo Dust. The strong one. The one that makes a man lose his mind with need.

She tiptoed and pushed it until it fell. The contents scattered on the floor when she failed to catch the box. She frantically gathered the condoms and stuffed them in the small box that it came with and turned her attention to the “other” object she was supposed to bring for Grace. Kitty's eyed the slim silver toy in its see-through bag and took it out. She felt the soft rubber in her palm and sat on the toilet seat. Its texture felt almost like skin. She wondered whether a real cock was anything close to this. She looked at the base and discovered a button. Kitty pushed it.

Liam leaned forward–and then froze. Color drained from his face. Inside the box was a collection that made his stomach knot: pink lace lingerie, a silky maid outfit, ropes coiled like sleeping snakes, a feather tickler, bottles of lube, cuffs, a frilly pink princess dress with matching heels blindfolds, collars... items Liam had only encountered in the shadowed corners of the internet, never in real life, never intended for him. "What the actual hell is all this?" he asked, voice tight.

I needed to be taken. My eyes scanned the room, landing on the small, velvet-lined box on my bedside table. Inside lay a collection of toys, gifts from a previous Luna, a woman who understood the unique torment of an Alpha’s wife. My still slick fingers, reached for the box, fumbling with the latch. It clicked open, revealing a vibrant array of silicone and glass. My gaze settled on a long, thick dildo, veined and realistic, designed to mimic a powerful cock. It felt heavy in my hand, cool and smooth against my skin.

The box fell and lay flat on the bed. The little latch on the front middle of the box started to glow a shimmering white ray of light. Then she heard a click, and the lid slowly opened. Aubrianne looked on cautiously, then her eyes widened, and she went limp before falling back onto her bed. A flash of that same shimmering white light had dashed out of the box and wrapped Aubrianne in a tight cocoon, completely pouring into her and filling her while at the same time freeing what was once bound in her.

"OH. MY. GOD." Hannah gasps as soon as she peers inside the box. "Is that what I think it is?" "Oh my God," I mutter, shoving the box away as I bury my head between my knees, rocking back and forth. "No freaking way. This guy is on another level," Hannah says, picking up the first pink item. "Fucking freak." The box is full of sex toys and lingerie. "Oh my God," I repeat, grabbing my phone in disbelief.

gross prank toys. "Ew..." Bella jumped away in disgust when she unknowingly touched a potty like toy. Neil started snickering. "You are gross." Bella grumbled, pulling away and starting to look around the room. There was a fart spray, fake tongue, big fake spider, cockroaches, romantic toilet paper, and... fake pregnancy test? "Don't touch that!" Neil shouted when she put her hand on a locked wooden box to open it. Bella's intrigued eyebrows raised up in question at him. Smiling devilishly she grabbed the box and started running around the room dodging Neil's flying arms that were trying to catch her.

"I'd love to try it with you. Maybe tonight, after the guests are settled?" Zane didn't answer. I didn't think much of his silence. He had never been a fan of fancy events. "Found it!" I pulled a cube-shaped box out of the bag. I paused. Zane was staring at a different box he’d opened, his face stiff like he’d found a mortal enemy inside. I followed his gaze to the box on the coffee table. My eyes widened in horror. I remembered what was in there. It was a self-care kit with bath salts, candles, and skincare products. A music box and a small purple box. Inside that purple box was a lubricant and a dildo.