We went out as friends, as we usually do and we are hanging out at mine after. We start talking about how our dating life is going. Yours... quiet while mine... not so much. I have been casually hooking up with someone. Are you seriously judging me? No, thats not it. Oh no that pesky little crush developed for me. I start off sweet but then soon realize it would be best to cut to the chase, cut the bullshit, as your friend so I look around the room and first start comparing you to my fire extinguisher, liken how would I be attracted to that, you know? Like it has some good qualities but I dont feel attraction. I describe how it can be practical and all... the more I go on, the more I giggle, realizing this is an awful comparison. Oo I know! I grab my bear and compare you to that before I suggest turning you into my actual bear. I have an app and everything, developed it at work but never was approved for release. I am so good at suggesting (of course with loads of teasing and convincing talk about how fun it could be and besides it would be for one weekend too. I promise to get naked in front of you)... this is really the best it will get so you agree. I keep my promise and tease a bit but decide to wait till the following night to give you something to really enjoy. The next night you find yourself soft, cuddly and unable to move, watching me hook up. Just as I orgasm, my squirt hits your glass eyes and your vision is blurred so you are even denied that show. Don't worry I was making eye contact the whole time. You watch and hear us kiss. I clean you off and run off to join him. Now, expecting to be turned back into your usual self, I tell you not yet, I will be having a girl's sleepover and you will definitely want to watch... I actually like you more like this... No crushes, you listen without arguing and no visible perving... hmm perhaps you should stay this way... Oh and no more talking to objects, thats weird! So uh... yeah, this is our last conversation, but dont worry... I always take good care of my objects.