Being my human couch means being crushed beneath my full 185 lbs all the time! My trusty human furniture slave stays in place on the couch all day long so whenever I feel like sitting on him, he's ready... like right now! Its lunch time and I need some food so I take my slave's phone and order some food on his account while relaxing on his chest full weight. At first the slave thinks he's going to eat too, but why would I feed a couch? That's silly, couches are only for sitting on! Of course it is fun to torment my slave's with the idea of food while I eat! While I'm looking for food my sla...

Being my human couch means being crushed beneath my full 185 lbs all the time! My trusty human furniture slave stays in place on the couch all day long so whenever I feel like sitting on him, he's ready... like right now! Its lunch time and I need some food so I take my slave's phone and order some food on his account while relaxing on his chest full weight. At first the slave thinks he's going to eat too, but why would I feed a couch? That's silly, couches are only for sitting on! Of course it is fun to torment my slave's with the idea of food while I eat! While I'm looking for food my slave won't be eating I rock from side to side, bounce on his chest, and make sure every part of his chest feels my ass crushing him! After 20 minutes beneath my weight the slave is struggling for each breath, his face turning red and purple. None of that is my problem though, couches exist only to be sat on after all. Its normal for furniture to wear out over time so I don't concern myself with this human couches struggles and groans. Instead, after I order my food, I sit back and relax. It will be close to an hour before it arrives, maybe I should find a good movie to watch...