Yeh sure, it may have seemed pretty weird at first - how muc..

Yeh sure, it may have seemed pretty weird at first - how much you'd perk up every time I'd come home ripe af, or, when I'd have skipped a couple showers & notice you making every excuse to get close to me. It was for sure confirmed the first time I ripped ass in front of you though, & I could see you practically drooling, straight up savoring the scent.

Still so funny to me, speeeccially on mornings like these where I KNOW my gas is, as far as farts go, absolutely fuckin rank.😏 Every time one would waft over to ya & there'd always be that expression... like you'd just gone to heaven... But y'know now now that It's all been addressed & taken care of, I'd say we're both for the better. No one could deny we got a muuuch chiller roommate situation now.

Though I've stopped seeing it as a roommate situation nowadays. I mean roommates are usually, equals or whatever... & I mean, I love having my own lil chair, but... that's what you are for me. My chair. I get to come home, relax, relieve some of my stress getting pampered by my *self-admitted* inferior, so yeah, a chair. A chair I can just bully tf out of...
It's fun as hell for me, in some sick way to watch you pathetically fall all over urself, ready to obey anything I say. & on top of that I tear that fuckin chair up, absolutely wrecking it, making it endure whatever relentless fucked up torturei can think of.

Appears to be your best life, payin bills, goin to work, come home & um... stew in my superior stink while taking abuse & getting bossed around. But like you're obsessed with my ripe cloud of musk so seems fair I guess, yeh. lmao the craziest part is the more demanding my dark side becomes, the more obedient, eager, & willing u are to transform into my chair...

Heyy now look, you're still my buddy dude!
Just, y'know.. a buddy that eats my sweaty ass every night while getting treated like garbage! & has that wide accepting smile when I say shit like that?! Aw hell, guess that means I'm gonna keep you around for a while. See how low I can get my new toy to go.
I like the sound of that. How about it, consider yourself kept. Owned?
No don't answer.
That's right. It was rhetorical. Chairs don't really talk do they? Damn I found myself the best chair. 😎