"Really? You don't want to be my chair? That's kind of rude." Chica said.
"Yes I'll stick with my gut instinct." You said.
Chica sighed and picked you up. "Oh well it's your funeral."
You could feel yourself lifted away and into one of the party rooms of the pizza plex. You were beginning to regret your decision when Chica sewed your mouth shut. There was no turning back now. You sat in silence for hours as the night drew on. Freddy came by wondering what happened to you, Monty actually broke a chair thinking you escaped, and Roxy just kind of walked by talking about how she was the best. Nothing too eventful happened until the pizza plex opened. Chica stopped by you and said "Well I'll talk with ya every now and again, but until then good luck."
And with that you were on your own. First came in a mom celebrating her 12 year old daughters birthday. The mom was gorgeous for her being a mom and all. She looked to be late twenties early thirties so probably a teen mom. She was also what you would consider thick. That part was what worried you because she decided that you would make the perfect seat for her giant butt. "Mommy? Why do some of the seats have faces on them?" The daughter asked. Her friends just kind of chuckled under their breath while the mom said "Well that's because it is used to make our time here better. It's fun to just sit on these seats and take a load off."
The daughter just agreed and continued to have fun with her friends. The mother however soon dived right into the admittedly good pizza. Unfortunately, she just so happened to be somewhat lactose intolerant. This lead to an hour straight of being her fart cushion. You wanted to scream so badly. You thought that Chica sitting on you was bad, this was so much worse. The worst part was that the kids thought her farting was hilarious so she only did it more. She would adjust herself, putting pressure on your face, and then fart right into your nose. It smelt like rotten eggs and cheese. But this is the torture you chose so that was that.
Eventually she got up and left the party room. You breathed a long sigh of relief and took a nice breath of fresh air. The room was completely quiet. Until the staff bots came in and cleaned everything. Then they left with everything smelling nice and fresh. Everything except you, that is. The rest of the day was more or less the same. A family would enter for an hour, the room would be quiet for 30 minutes and repeat. You went through a lot of different people today, but all of them were strangely female. You of course had the mom sit on you, a 14 year old girl use you as her own chair, a 36 year old mom use you to absorb her wet farts, an 18 year old use you while she waited for her brothers party to finish and just about a million other users.
At the end of the day the cleaning bots came in and made everything nice and tidy. Then came in Roxy. "Ugh today was a rough day." She said. "Luckily I have a whole slew of seats to take the day off my feet." She then began to sit on every single seat checking to see which was the comfiest. Her round butt slowly rested itself upon your face. "Oh my gosh! This is the best seat ever!" She sat on you for about an hour and a half, before calling everyone else in to try you out. Freddy was first and thought you looked familiar. He quickly shoved the thought away and sat right on your face. "This is a pretty good seat Roxy." He said quite bluntly.
Next was Monty who sat down, hard. He rubbed your face against his smooth but. "This chair is great! I might just have to keep it myself." Then came Chica. She noticed you right away and hid a snicker. Then she simply sat on you and said "Eh it's alright I guess."
"How is it just alright?" Roxy asked.
"I mean it's good but I already got my own nice chair."
"Whatever just move aside so I can try it." Vanessa said. Vanessa was the worst because the moment she sat down she began to fart. Twisting your face under her butt and just adding to the smell. "This is great! Mind if I keep it for my shift tonight?"
"Sure go ahead." Freddy said. The others nodded. You were then taken to her office and Vanessa sat on you for hours. The twisting and grinding sucked, but what could you do? When six rolled around she repositioned you in the party room and walked away. You were not looking forward to the day.
Option 1:
For years you remain a chair at the pizza plex. Everyone loves you and soon you become popular with the guests becoming an attraction yourself.
Option 2:
After only a couple months you are freed. But only because Vanessa was needing a new pair of panties. You just so happened to be the material she chose.
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