A strap-on harness and dildo

John couldn’t be bothered to look at the package the shopkeeper slipped into his bag. His thoughts were focused exclusively on the costume, and how his girlfriend was going to look in it. He rushed out the door, and once the shop door closed and John was out of earshot, the shopkeeper laughed, and laughed hard, knowing what the outcome of combining that specific black bunnysuit and that particular black strap-on would result in.

John drove recklessly, **** to get back to Lauren, convince her to put on the black latex bunnysuit. The disembodied feminine voice in his head was getting stronger, urging him onwards:

“Give me a woman and I’ll make your wildest erotic fever dreams come true!”

John screeched into the driveway, leaping out of the car and through the front door, bag of enchanted items in hand. Lauren looked up in shock, convinced something was wrong to cause John to be in such a rush and so out of breath. In response to her question, John handed her the bag, and after a moment to finally catch enough breath, he spoke:

“This is for you, honey. Go try it on!”

Lauren took the bag, confused and wary. What was so important about a bag from some unknown costume shop she had never heard of?