You see your mothers beautiful face on the other side of the plastic and you could hear her say "Took them long enough for them to ship it here." You scream, but nothing comes out... your are stuck in the place of your single-mother's vibrator for an entire month. She opened the box, her long fingers reaching for the restraints that held you there. Finally getting you undone, she moved you to her bathroom and washed you off and dried you before opening your casing and inserting the batteries. You feel a vibraton shake your arms quickly as she tests out the new features. Someone knocks on her door and she leaves you there in her room on her bed. Wha happens next?