I’ve always believed in treating myself, but this time, I went all in. At 32, I know what works for me, and my old toys just weren’t cutting it anymore. One late night, feeling a little bold, I started scrolling through an online store. That’s when I found it: a sleek, curved, suction-cup dildo that practically dared me to take it home.

The reviews were wild. People swore it was life-changing, with vivid descriptions of shower adventures and headboard experimentation. I couldn’t resist. With a few clicks, it was on its way.

When it finally arrived, I locked my bedroom door like I was hiding some big secret. Pulling it out of the box, I immediately felt the weight of it—firm, smooth, and ready for action. The suction cup gripped onto everything I tested it on: the mirror, the shower tile, even the edge of my desk.

That night, I gave it a real trial run in the shower, letting the hot water stream down while I pressed it onto the wall. It stayed put, steady as a partner who knows what they’re doing. The freedom to move, to explore, to let go—it was more than I’d imagined.

Since then, let’s just say it’s become a regular part of my routine. From solo Sunday mornings to late-night escapades, this little upgrade has completely changed the game. Who needs batteries when you’ve got creativity and a great suction cup?