The Box

Jan shut her front door and trudged over to her couch. Jan plopped her sore and seemingly swollen ass next to Aunt Edna’s box. “Well I better take a look at the crap that old witch pushed off on me. I probably should just throw the whole thing away. But the box is pretty.” Jan said admiring the wooden box with intricate contrasting wood inlays on the lid. The box was a 24” wooden cube with a red rose and vines motif wrapping around it. Although the flower was very feminine looking there was nothing outright lewd in any of the patterns. “Well this looks rather tastefully done. I might keep this piece. Now how do I open it?” Jan wondered. Turning it around Jan found a running hinge on one side about 2 inched from the top and spinning it 180 she found a key hole about 1 inch lower under the barely visible lid seem. “Senile old bat gave me a locked box, and no key?” Jan griped. Running her fingers over the key hole Jan realized it was about the same size as the shop door key. “No it can’t be the same key” Jan fished the little crystal dildo out of her purse. As she brought the key and ring out she had a sudden urge to put the little cock in her mouth. But her curiosity overcame that urge and she put the key into the lock, it fit perfectly! There was a little resistance as Jan turned the key she heard a small pop and the lid of the box opened about ½ inch.

Jan Lifted the lid and saw right on top a note from Aunt Edna sitting on what looked like a pink pillow that filled the box till it was pressing up against the lid. Jan Picked up the note and saw that under it there was a crevasse from the front to back of the box. It looked like a woman’s closed mons. “She gave me a big pussy in a box? What kind of gag gift is this?” Jan exclaimed. Then she started reading the note.

“To Miss Jefferson,

You bought my shop and all the stuff in it. I know you thought I took it all with me but it is all here in my magic box. Just like my cunt it can fit everything and anything inside it. But anything that is put in here comes out clean and old lady juice free. Well mostly I think there is a few bottles of old lady juice in there. And I think I cleaned all the toys before I put them away, anyway.

All you need to do to get something out is stick your arm in the box up to your elbow and think of what you want. If it is in there it will come straight to your hand. If you don’t think of what you want the box will choose what it thinks you need. If you want to give it a try think of that hunky construction worker you were flirting with in front of my shop. His name is Jeffery and I have his number in the box. He came in my store looking for a potion to attract a girlfriend. Why that hunky man needed a potion for that I do not know.

Now you know how to get things out of the box you are on your own. Everything else you need is in there.

Maybe if you’re down Miami way we will see each other again.

Good luck to you. Auntie Enda

“What a load of Shit. No way all the crap from her shop is in here.” Jan swore. “But where did it go? Could it really all be in here?” Jan tried to look between the fold of pink velvet that formed the boxes ‘pussy’ but she could not see anything. “ Well, let’s hope I don’t loose an arm. “Jan prayed as she stuck her hand into the box.