ThinkTwisted

If I were a towel it’d feel good to be washed and folded.  Washing would get all the soapy scum and dirt I’ve cleaned off bodies.  I’d smell fresh and clean, be nice and warm from the dryer.  My fibers would get all fuzzy and soft.  Getting folded feels orgasmic.  I scream out with pleasure as I’m creased and smoothed into a small square waiting to get used again.

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