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TIFU by melting/burning a PVC sex toy in my oven.

This may be my worst fuck up of all time. Also disclaimer, this story might gross some of you out.

So, I took the day off from work today and was enjoying some "alone time" while my gf was at work. I recently got into butt stuff for the extra stimulation, so I borrowed my gfs sex toy to use.

Once I was done, I noticed that the toy was dirty so I wanted to clean it well. Note this was only my second time experimenting with the toy, and last time it wasn't "dirty" after use. I took the toy to the sink and gave it a good wash with hot soapy water like usual.

Here is the gross part, the toy still smelled pretty bad after washing, and I could not get it to go away. So, I I turned to my good pal reddit for answers on how to get the stench gone. I tried a couple easy methods with no luck, so I went for the bake out option that someone recommended here: https://www.reddit.com/r/SexToys/comments/p93k2n/how_do_i_get_the_shit_smell_off_my_dildo/

Being the dildo novice that I am, I assumed the thing was made out of silicone, which is high-temp resistant. The post above recommend one hour at 400F to remove the smell, so I set my oven and threw the thing in there on a sheet pan.

We recently bought one of those plastic divider curtains for our hallway to keep the cool air on the living room side of the house, so I didn't notice the burning smell until i walked out into the kitchen. I immediately noticed smoke in the air and started coughing. At first I thought it was the parchment paper burning, but the smoke was a different kind of irritating.

It was at this moment, I knew I fucked up. I opened the oven and a billow of smoke rushed out and the toy was now a smoking purple puddle. I turned off the oven and ran out of the kitchen to grab something to cover my face. Went back in and grabbed the sheet pan and chucked it into the driveway while holding my breath.

I grabbed a fan and propped the door open to ventilate. Then I went to the Adam and Eve website to try and find the toy to figure out what material it was made out of. Well turns out it's PVC, which I learned today releases extremely harmful chemical fumes when heated past 145F....it was at 400F for like 20 mins. Here is some info on the fumes it releases.

PDF warning https://www.google.com/url?q=https://www.ikem.se/globalassets/pvc-forum-delwebb/dokument-pvc-forum/fact-sheet-pvc-and-fire_20190903.pdf&sa=U&ved=2ahUKEwiZwrXC3ez5AhW6q4kEHemdBy4QFXoECAYQAg&usg=AOvVaw3MqGQSbsA1D8O2UWbB57JD

After reading all this im freaking out that i inhaled poison...and some of rhe smell and smoke started to migrate into the living room where we have our ferret. I opened some windows, threw the ferty in her carrier, and sat in my car with the AC on for awhile.

All is good now and the smell is gone, could have been alot worse.

PSA: Don't assume your dildo is silicone and heat resistant and put it in the oven to clean....I guess?

tl:dr: I assumed a sex toy was silicone and tried to clean it at a high temp in my oven to remove smell. Turns out it was PVC which creates toxic chemical fumes when heated/burned. I could have died and killed my pet by a melting dildo.

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