<human>: When I was younger, I loved to go into my mother's jewellery box. It contained such ethereal treasures, from sparking gems to iridescent metals. I would constantly sneak into her room to grab a peak at the bangles, earrings and necklaces tucked safely away inside the ornate box.    
    
One day as I was perusing her collection, I stumbled upon something unusual. A pink rubber ring, too small for an adult wrist but too big for any finger. I inspected it, and decided that its worth could not place it amongst my mother's most prized possessions. I was immensely intrigued by it, so I pocketed it and escaped from my mother's bedroom with my new souvenir and promptly went to bed.    
    
I was delighted the next morning to discover that when stretched over my hand my newest piece of jewellery made the absolute perfect bracelet. I got dressed and left for school, ready to show all of my friends my plundered booty.
The bracelet was a hit, gaining notoriety for being stolen and having the novelty of being exceptionally stretchy. I let many of my friends borrow it for recess, or a period, until finally it was time to go home.    
    
I walked into my house thoughtlessly, without removing my ill-gotten bounty. It can't have been 20 minutes before my mom noticed and proceeded to give me an earful. She took away my wonderful bracelet, and that was that. Until...    
    
All these years later, I stumbled across that wonderful bracelet again, online. In an [adult shop](

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<bot>: I fucked up by wearing my dad's cock ring to school as a bracelet and loaning it to all my friends to wear and play with as well.