"Table-kun..." Couch whispered in its sleep. Table blushed, it had a crush on the couch but couldn't admit it. Its well-fluffed cushions, the light tan fabric... it was too much.

But table was just a boring old table. People put their stinky feet on it, and their hot coffee or their cold milkshakes. Couch-san will never love me... Table thought with a sigh.

Just then, Couch woke up!

"Ah! Couch-san, you're awake!" Table cheered.

"Mmm... hey, Table-kun...?" Couch prompted, yawning.

"Yeah?" Table asked.

"I love you. Will you be my husbando/waifu?" Couch cried.

"Yes!! Wait am I the husbando or waifu?" Table gasped.

"Both," Couch kissed Table gently.

"Mmn~ N-not there Couch-san~" Table moaned slightly.

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"AHH T-TABLE-KUN YOU'RE SO BIG~!!!" Couch screamed in delight.

"Beg for me~" Table smirked.

"T-TABLE-KUN~!!! TABLE-KUN~!!! I CAN'T H-HOLD IT ANYMORE~!!!" Couch cried.

"Then cum~" Table teased. And with that, Couch came all over the floor. Table came inside Couch, filling it with the sticky fluid.

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And author-kun shot himself for staying up so late his sight is fading to closed eyes on its own
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