The too many boyos with too much time and not enough imagination thread.

[mudskipper]

You lot are total fecking nutjobs.

"You lot are total fecking nutjobs." said Susan.
"Wash your potty mouth out!" declared her wicked stepmother and handed her the soap, which slipped out of her lily-white hands and landed on the floor beside the bench.
As she bent to pick it up, a gust of wind lifted her skirt, revealing her padlocked chastity belt.
Our handsome hero, faced with such a challenge, got out his lock-pick, but this was no cheap lock - oh no - it was a Yale! What could he do?

[Pondlife]

A ha said our hero, I've seen this sort before. The trick is to make sure your tool is well lubricated and then when inserted ensure you apply enough upward force to hit the sweet spot inside the mechanism. Pretty soon after that with a bit of waggling about you should hear a pop. Job done, everyone's happy.

So with his trusty tool in hand he walked towards the evil woman...

[vetran]

A ha said our hero, I've seen this sort before. The trick is to make sure your tool is well lubricated and then when inserted ensure you apply enough upward force to hit the sweet spot inside the mechanism. Pretty soon after that with a bit of waggling about you should hear a pop. Job done, everyone's happy.

So with his trusty tool in hand he walked towards the evil woman...

Unfortunately MF distracted by someone bending over to pick up the Soap suddenly found himself transported back to those heady days in Frisco, Susan let out a scream and then a yelp and whilst her cherry was still intact her fig was most definitely gone now. There was more than one way to get round a chastity belt.