Ready to unwind after a long and tiring day, Dakota sits down on her big old couch to watch some TV. All of sudden she hears a voice. Why are you sitting on me, fat ass? She looks around aimlessly asking who's there, seeing no one. Turns out her couch is talking to her, and it has been possessed by a combinaiton of all of it's previous owners and their perverted habits. The couch starts by having a little fun at Dakota's expense and bullying her by making fun of her weight and noting her embarrassing masturbation habits that take place right there on the couch! ... Just mocking poor Dakota isn...

Ready to unwind after a long and tiring day, Dakota sits down on her big old couch to watch some TV. All of sudden she hears a voice. Why are you sitting on me, fat ass? She looks around aimlessly asking who's there, seeing no one. Turns out her couch is talking to her, and it has been possessed by a combinaiton of all of it's previous owners and their perverted habits. The couch starts by having a little fun at Dakota's expense and bullying her by making fun of her weight and noting her embarrassing masturbation habits that take place right there on the couch! ... Just mocking poor Dakota isn't enough for this evil piece of furniture, and it suddenly begins to chomp down on her legs and feet, gobbling up her socks and slippers. She squirms and struggles every which way, just trying to break her self free from the grips of the perverted old couch, but it is relentless in its bullying of little Dakota. Finally after several long minutes of completely controlling Dakota, the couch decides to end its little bout of fun and evil and let the poor girl go. At least now we know where all those lost socks have been going!