Carry the dildo

Somehow Cassiopia’s embarrassed face asking you to destroy the thing if you didn’t use it is was burned in your mind. Your curiosity about it piqued. So you picked up the dildo before almost dropping it again. It was warm and the material used felt like real skin. For a moment you let your hand run across it and felt as it throbbed and grew hot under your gentle caresses. Closer inspection found the urethra to be a hole… but no pre had come out so it could still just be a magic dildo. That was probably a thing in this world. Hefting it over your shoulder, you made your way to the entrance.

As you left the temple you were surprised by how easy the armor was to move in. Even the stupidly high heels felt comfortable and provided exceptional balance and footing. They armor had to be enchanted. You experimented, and it seemed resilient and despite how precarious it all looked, nothing moved or popped out of place. Definitely more magic.

Finally, not being able to put it off any longer, you enter the now dead city while painfully aware that you were carrying an erect penis the size of you arm. There could have still been survivors and you didn't want to explain this to them... you needed to either destroy it or find some sort of bag or wrapping to cover it.