Once I Had a Stuffed Octopus

I was probably about ten. I got a Christmas present that year, a stuffed octopus. Eight legs on a soft furry body, with velcro sewn on each tentacle to attach them to anything.

I had recently discovered my clit, my 'girl', and what she was capable of. I wanted to try every way I could think of to get her off again.

I discovered that stuffed octopus was very 'handy!' I touched my lips and clit with its tentacles, I pressed one inside me while another was on top. I loved the strange scratchy sensation and I loved the smell afterwards. I enjoyed that stuffed toy until I was about seventeen.