The New Aggressive Couch!

When one is invited to a fetish party. The first question one may ask is; what is the fetish? It could be foot, plushie, or furry’s.

That’s why it surprised me. When Ted invited me to his fetish party. Not that I had anything against it. I just had to repaint my fishing buckets.

Ted, asked me to bring some dip to the party. “At least four pounds” he said excitedly. That is a lot of dip. But, who am I to judge. I was also told to be there at eight and not a minute later.

I arrived five minutes till 8. I could hear the music coming through the house. I got a little nervous. I didn’t know what to think. I rang the doorbell and waited. Ted, answered the door and gave me a warm welcome. ” thanks for coming to my fishing party”. I was shocked ” fishing party? “You said fetish party!”

I must have heard him wrong. So , being the adult I am. I punched him in the face and left. I even took all my dip. Take that Ted. Now I will finish this up. I’m on my way to a Fisting.

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