Initiate "Erotic Artifact Disposal" procedure

"Go," you tell Alex as she pauses by her bedroom door, waiting for you to come up and observe. She steps inside and walks over to her bed, where she kneels down and bends over to look under it. A second later she pulls out a glossy magazine and puts it in the container.

"They still sell porn magazines huh?" You mutter.

"Well, not everyone has internet, and in these times I can imagine the advantages of having a 'backup.' Don't you?" Alex blurts back as she gives the front cover a glance.

"Don't look at it!" you call out, startling her to look up at you for a moment before she realizes what she was doing. "Sorry, it's got some cute black guys on the cover."

"Just put it in the container, and maybe put some other books on top of it?" you suggest.

"Erm... Ah," Alex says as she glances around herself and finds some harry potter books you borrowed to her. The only books you suspect she's actually read. "Done with that one, and that one..." she says as she skims through a couple.

"Okay, now, did you take anything else from the store?"

"Hmm, just some toys," she says as she opens her night stand and pulls out a foot long purple black veiny dildo. "Huh, I don't remember you..." she says in a slightly mesmerized tone before she catches herself with a glance at you, then your pants.

"Put it in the container," you remind her again as she does so, then she goes back to looking into the drawer again. "Hmm, there's more than I remember," she admits as she pulls out three to four more vibrators of various colors and shapes.

"Well you didn't use to be a woman before last night, so some things might have happened. Did they use to be pocket pussies perhaps?"

"I don't think I had any toys before," Alex admitted as she tossed the silicon into the container. "I guess I was a bit of a prude, you know?"

"Oh, compared to now? Definitely," you snark back at her and she gives you a smile that says she's going to have some fun with you later on. "That's all the stuff, then?

"I- yes, I believe so. The drawer is empty, the magazine beneath the bed is gone. Oh, the plastic bag," she adds as she grasps behind the night stand and pulls out a crumpled black plastic bag that she drops into the container. "That should be that!"

"Good," you sigh, "now come here, put the lid on, then use this tape to seal it up."

"Tape? Where did you find that?" she asks, looking at and taking the three inch wide roll of silver colored adhesive.

"Kept it for an emergency, and it's not food, so I didn't care to mention it before," you explain as she shreds off parts of tape to cover up the edges of the container.

"I think I recall nagging you for some tape a few days back," Alex sighs as she finishes wrapping up the container edges with tape.

"You did? I must have missed it. I probably interpreted it as you being hungry for food," you tell her as you get out of her way when she moves out into the hallway with the container, putting it in the cabin containing a lot of shoes and outdoor wear neither of you have used in years.

"There, done," she says and turns back to you and gives you the mischievous smile that's not about burglary.

"So, want to cuddle for an hour?" she asks as she begins rolling up her top to show off her belly

"Well, sure, though we really should read your anchor papers,"

Alex whines as she wraps herself around your waist. "Aw, I want to cuddle. And if you make me read that thing, I might become a scrawny boy that's a lot less cuddly."