You closed the door and dropped the vibrator as though it were a smoking gun.
"What is happening?" You said to yourself. It was all too much to make sense of.
Why did the cops call you miss and think you were a woman? Just because of the robe?
You went to your mirror to see if the robe really did make you look different.
Nope. It was the same old you, just wearing this stupid robe.
You returned to the box to see if there was something a little bit more neutral for you to wear so these mistakes wouldn't happen again.
As soon as you walked into the room, your attention was diverted from the box to the outfit you had just dropped on the floor now laid out on the bed like it was prepared for you to wear.
"Hello?!" You yelled again, "I know someone's there! I promise I won't call the cops as long as you give me back my stuff and leave me alone."
From your kitchen you heard a THUD. You followed the sound to a closet.
"I've got you now," you yelled, "give me back my clo-" you ripped open the door to see a shelf of dildos come loose and fall onto you. One getting lodged in your mouth.
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