Try and destroy them

It was a worrying drive home. Her car was packed with sex toys. Kay paced around her living room. What the hell was happening? She didn't dare ask Jim about it. For all she knew, he was the mastermind of it. He seemed nice enough, but mostly Kay realizes one thing: She must be going crazy. No need to go berserk on Jim for her new schizo delusions.

Kaylnn opened several of the boxes touching each one. All of them send erotic pulses, it feels like someone else is touching her. They seem warm and moist to the touch, but rubber for sure. She carefully put a razer blade up to the side. . .

"Ow , ow ow oww!" A quick pinch confirms it. There was no touching these. Her cat is pawing the side of the box and she quickly grabs all of them and packs them up in boxes. She needed a stopgap solution. These were dangerous, scary. Kaylnn though she must be crazy. She spends hours pacing around the house. She hides the toys, but as soon as she leaves them in a room she can't help but start to worry.

Kaylnn drives out to a big box store. A bored clerk eyes you lazily.

"Can you show me where the safes are?" He leads you to them. There are massive safes on the floor, and they were super expensive. Fireproof and weighing half a ton. These could sit safely in her basement for years. It would have to be credit. All her money was gone.

"I'll take five of these."

"I'll have to get a manager... I'll be right back." He wanders off in no hurry.