Heather is just existing in her life. Her job sucks. She has no passion, no motivation. Doom scrolling every day is her coping mechanism. The only good thing is she is happily single.
But something needs to change. Needs to happen to her life.
She never expected it would be using witchcraft to invite an entity to possess her favourite vibrator, making it into a sentient battery-operated boyfriend. The perfect partner. Can think and participate, A+ orgasms, no bickering...she never thought it had friends. The bad sort.
Now, Heather has to find a way to break up with her possessed vibrator or she may never get her happy ending.
A strange novella exploring loneliness, witchcraft, avoidance, and dissatisfaction with life all with an edge of millennial humour.