RIP magical wand

neci

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:rose:

you were the best friend a girl could ask for. all buzz and no talk back. i will miss you.

*wipes tear*
 
:rose:

you were the best friend a girl could ask for. all buzz and no talk back. i will miss you.

*wipes tear*


Sincerest condolences to you and your vah-jay, during this time of remembrance and grief. :rose: :rose:
 
ahahahahahaaha!

i can't put that in my bedside table!

Build a platform around it, it can be your reading nook by day, your nook and cranny filler by night.


That might be the sort of thing we are doing in our bedroom at the new place.
 
Build a platform around it, it can be your reading nook by day, your nook and cranny filler by night.


That might be the sort of thing we are doing in our bedroom at the new place.

i just need my magical friend back.

*sobs*
 
:rose:

you were the best friend a girl could ask for. all buzz and no talk back. i will miss you.

*wipes tear*

Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When a vibrator dies that has been especially close to someone here, that toy goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are muffins and twats for all of our special friends so they can hum and play together. There are plenty of batteries (and AC power for the larger Sybians), and our friends are overhauled back to factory specs.

All the vibrators who had been worn and old are restored to "like-new" condition. Those who were discolored or broken are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The vibrators are happy and content to buzz merrily along, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all buzz together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops! His on/off switch twitches. His eager tip quivers. Suddenly he begins to roll away from the group, faster and faster....

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The beloved contact between your clit and your toy is renewed; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look forward to wave after wave of constant pleasure, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
 
Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When a vibrator dies that has been especially close to someone here, that toy goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are muffins and twats for all of our special friends so they can hum and play together. There are plenty of batteries (and AC power for the larger Sybians), and our friends are overhauled back to factory specs.

All the vibrators who had been worn and old are restored to "like-new" condition. Those who were discolored or broken are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The vibrators are happy and content to buzz merrily along, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all buzz together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops! His on/off switch twitches. His eager tip quivers. Suddenly he begins to roll away from the group, faster and faster....

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The beloved contact between your clit and your toy is renewed; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look forward to wave after wave of constant pleasure, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

it's going in the trash.

Emerson is on to something, can you request a replacement?


In the meantime, I wish you well filling the void. :heart:

i'm already shopping for a replacement.
 
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