Heading up to your room, your memory works for once; you recall buying yourself a beanbag chair last month, but you completely forgot to set it up. So, you take the package out of your closet and pull out the deflated bag, followed by the air pump. Luckily, it doesn't take much time at all for the chair to reach it's full, poofy shape. "Wow, it's so soft." You state the obvious, watching your hand sink into the smooth, white fabric. Snapping out of this mesmerization, you zap the chair with the ray device and watch the magic happen. The bulbous chair starts to inflate more, the seat/bottom growing huge, with the back of it growing only slightly. The enlarged ares then indent in a way that the seat looks like a giant pair of breasts covered by a tight shirt, while the back resembles and ass with hips. "Woah, it actually worked!" You shout, poking the breast area of the chair.
Suddenly, the chair quivers; at first you figured due to the plastic pellets inside being pushed around from your finger, but the chair continues to shake for a good portion of time afterward. "So it's reacting to my touch?" You ask, practically grabbing the seat. The chair shivers a lot from this, which makes you grin widely. "I have no idea why, but this is started to turn me on." The erection in your pants concurs with this statement, but the surprises aren't over yet. A puddle of liquid starts to pool underneath the breast seat of the chair; lifting up the quivering mass, you notice a hole underneath. It was purple inside and had a squishy part below it on the chair, making a sort of plush entryway. But, most importantly was the fact this hole was opening and closing slightly of it's own accord and leaking a transparent liquid. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that looks like a turned on pussy-" Cutting off your words, you feel like you have to test this.
All it takes was two fingers shoved into the wet hole to solidify this, since the chair really shook from the thrust. "Uh...I...I wonder what would happen if I put my...." You start to contemplate. You were still a virgin, and losing said virginity to a beanbag chair sounds so weird. It's not like you'd be masturbating with it; the chair had a pussy and you'd actually fuck it, and it could feel all of that. Still thinking this over, your gaze falls upon the soaking chair, "Looks like she really needs it." You think, not finding it weird that you addressed the chair by a sex. Shrugging your shoulders, you strip off your pants and place your dick in front of the chair's pussy, "Oh god, why am I doing this again?" These doubts quickly left once you penetrated the white chair. It's whole mass shook on it's own and from your initial thrust; in return, you could feel the inside of the pussy almost massage your dick. All the plastic beads on the inside of the chair separated from your dick rubbed and rolled over your shaft, creating a sensation on lovely texture. "You naughty chair..." You whisper and thrust your hips in and out.
The chair intimately respond by squeezing your rod each time you pulled out slightly, almost enticing you to just keep your dick inside. Then, with each thrust into it, the texture created by the beads over your penis caused your legs to spasm. "Oh fuck!" You groan and get into a mating press position, shoving your head between the breasts of the chair's seat. "Who would've thought a chair like this could be so sexy! I just can't get enough of this!" You tell the chair. She replies with more sensual squeezes of your dick; in fact, you swear you can see the back of the chair blush a light red. This struck the final blow to you, and you released your cum into the chair's pussy; you felt the chair orgasm as well, almost like it was timed to cum exactly when you did. Panting, and with your head between it's breasts and your dick inside it's wet pussy, you whisper something odd to the chair. "I love you." It blushes, shakes and squeezes your body in response.