In the quiet aftermath of a storm, a lonely woman finds solace in an unusual way. With no one around to judge, she retrieves a large glass bottle from her cabinet, her heart pounding with anticipation. She strips naked, her body still damp from the rain, and lubes up the bottle's wide mouth. Kneeling on her bed, she slowly pushes the bottle inside her, gasping at the satisfying fullness. She begins to thrust, her moans echoing in the empty house, as she imagines the bottle is something, or someone, more.