Miss. Flora put the camera down and looked at the picture. Her apartment didn't look half bad. She took the picture so she could always remember what it looked like if she ever left. She packed away the photo and left the camera on the kitchen counter as she walked out, completely unaware that a bunch of students were now household items.
Rick came too and immediately realized something was wrong. He could see way more than he should have. It was like he wasn't looking out of his eyes and was just seeing all around him. His head didn't even feel off which was odd. He tried to move hiss hand to feel for anything but he couldn't.
He looked up, or just sensed up, and looked in a mirror hanging above the tv. Where he should have been, was just a couch. It almost looked like it was themed for him with curly red pillow tassels and a couch color that was like his skin, but it was still a couch. He tried to scream but nothing happened. He was just a couch, an it.
It could also sense everything else in the room, and it could sense what used to be human. There were a few magazines, the tv, the mirror, even the garbage can was once a student. Then Rick saw it. On the table was a big, black, dildo. Rick could sense it, it was Emily. The two couldn't communicate but each knew who the other was.
Miss. Flora came in and noticed Emily.
"Oh dear, why is that out?" She asked. "Ah well. Might as well." Miss. Flora stripped naked right there in the middle of the room. The couch tried to get excited but it had no sex drive. Miss. Flora grabbed the dildo and began moving it around her wet pussy. Rick could only watch as Emily was rammed up her vagina.
Miss. Flora sat down on the couch as her movements grew faster and suddenly Rick felt total bliss. Every good feeling and sexual urge ever, crammed into one feeling. As an object, doing your "purpose" was the closest thing to pleasure you could feel. Rick had to, needed to be sat on. If his awareness was off, it's likely they would feel nothing, but having a sentient mind in an object was weird. Emily was beyond ecstatic at it's current position
After a few minutes, Miss. Flora stopped herself and put the dildo away. At first Rick was only upset that he was no longer being sat on, but it quickly realized that it's return to human alongside Emily was top priority. The couch that was Rick just needed to wait.
5 months had gone by and nothing. Ricks mind was practically gone. At least as a baby it had some stimuli but as a couch there was nothing. The pleasure of having someone sit down and the occasional tv show was it. Rick couldn't imagine what Emily was going through. Not that the couch could focus on much anymore.
Miss. Flora was taking to a friend she invited over when the two sat down to talk.
"Come on Heather, you're being unreasonable." Miss. Flora's friend said. "You're gonna find a guy, you just have to wait for the right one!"
"Well I've waited Jo and nothing has happened! I'm not even that attractive." She said defeatedly.
Jo looked pissed. She knew Heather was attractive. Sure she didn't have the butt but her boobs were wonderful and she had a cute face surrounded by golden locks that made her amazing. Jo knew this because she was bi. She still couldn't believe Heather hadn't figured it out. She cut her hair into a bob and everything.
"Tell you what Heather, let's take a picture with this old camera. We can go around and ask strangers for all I care if you're attractive or not!" Jo yelled.
"No that's okay we don't have to do that, but I'm on board for a picture. I want one of us." Heather said as she readied the camera. Rick didn't even notice as it was in bliss. Heather Flora snapped the picture and things mixed up a bit...