The Bedroom Drawer

Author’s Note: This little tale assumes you are familiar with the base concept of Toys coming to life when not being observed. I don’t own the concept, I just want to tell you about some of the toys from an alternate reality whose adventures would have been left on the cutting room floor of a “G” rated movie.

The toys are owned by Stacy, an athletic Twenty-Six-year-old blonde with a super-hot bod that give men woodies. Stacy lived with her husband Sean in a town house just up the road. The top draw of her bedside chest of draws was home to a small community of sex toys. This is their story.

“I hate it when G is dumped back in here without being washed, he stinks.”

Wee, was jealous, again. G had played with Stacy last night. There was a time when Stacy carried him around in her purse. The two of them regular play mates. Now he lived in the draw and remembered. Being a Wee Vibe meant he didn’t get inserted like the rest of us and that also made him jealous. There was no hiding the truth though, our G Spot Dildo friend needed cleaning and in a small drawer, it’s kinda obvious.

I think he was also afraid. Afraid he would end up like Silver. Silver was Stacy’s first adult toy. He was so proud that Stacy chose him to take her toy virginity. Now forgotten, lying at the back of the drawer under the granny nickers with his batteries leaking. Very, very soon he would succumb to the cancer that had started to eat him away, from the battery compartment out. Silver had not been chosen to play with Stacy in a very long time. The last time was before Stacy was married and that was a few years ago. We all knew, deep down inside, we would all share that fate, discarded for a new toy.

G did smell though. Must have been a good one for Stacy. Wish the drawer had been left open so we could have seen what happened.

Butts was feeling down. He had been so confident he was going to get to play last night. That man who had fumbled around in the drawer before using G had wanted to use him but couldn’t find the lube. The man obviously didn’t know it was a drawer down, in with the sport socks.

I hadn’t expected to be picked. Stacy only played with me when she was alone. A Rabbit might be a girl’s best friend but partners rarely used us right. On the plus side, Stacy always washed me before returning me to the drawer. Guess I was like Butts in that regard but then Butt Plugs tended to get washed a lot.

Despite the risk of upsetting Wee, I really wanted to know what G knew about Stacy’s new partner. Did he know what he was doing? Did he make her feel good when G got a chance to play with them both? Who was he and where was her hubby Sean?

Yep, I was going to have to ask G about last night. The smug look he was giving us told me he was going to wait to be asked.

“Okay G, give.”

G smiled. “Something new boys. His name is Andre. He grabbed me, gave me a quick spit to lube me and then we played. I could feel him working her clit. His control is a bit sloppy and I couldn’t always stay where I needed to be but she came big time. Really big time. I’ve never been so wet. Sadly, I was pulled and got covered by the sheet so I didn’t see much more. Judging by her moans she came twice more and he came in her. When they straightened out the sheets I was thrown back into the drawer. A fun night was had by all. Wish I had got a bath though, even a wipe down would have been okay.”

Wee entered the conversation “What about Sean? Any sign of him?”