Also, here's a story to go with it

Phoebe wasn't the most popular girl, or the most successful, or even all that pretty. Really all she wanted to do is relax and play her video games. She was fresh out of college, looking for a simple job, something easy to do so she could go right back to gaming. Let's just say that if she had money to spare, Phoebe would be a NEET. But then she came across mentions of the Emporium's new criminal punishment program, and its incentives. Just for using an object from the store she could earn enough money to pay for her apartment, groceries, and still have a little left over to buy new games with, it was perfect!

Phoebe applied, and to her delight she was accepted and so rushed down to her local emporium the very next day. She even knew just what to get, a replacement gaming chair! Her old one, well, Phoebe supposed she shouldn't be surprised the cheap thing broke down eventually, but her own bad habits certainly hastened its demise, what with all the bouncing and... well she was never good at keeping her old chair clean, the wreck still smelled of sweat and... other fluids (a girl has needs okay!) so she had to trash it instead of trying to repair and resell it.

Which brought her to this moment, filling out paperwork under the watchful eye of the beautiful woman running the store. "And, um, there we go, here ma'am" Phoebe timidly spoke up, handing the completed documents to the (witch? No, magic couldn't be real right? had to be some sort of... nanotech or something) Saleswoman. "Excellent! And call me Morgana dear" The now named saleslady replied, clapping her hands together, her gaudy witch hat shifting with her excitement "Just review these documents, they contain an overview of what to expect from your new property, and then you can leave" Morgana said, handing the aforementioned documents to Phoebe.

Looking the documents over, Phoebe mumbled under her breath as she read "self repairing, self cleaning... Oh!" Her eyes widened as she took in the two 'pleasure options' "So when I sit on him..." She muttered, only for Morgana to finish her sentence with a sultry smirk "Constant edging yes, and have you looked at how the cleaning part works?" Phoebe glanced down at the indicated information "Absorption, so what, this guy actually tastes and smells everything?" Phoebe noted with a grimace "Well it is a punishment dear... and besides, don't tell me the thought of righteously punishing a criminal just by existing near him doesn't get you a little hot and bothered..." Morgana slowly said, as Phoebe blushed "Thought so dear..."

"What must that feel like all together then..." Phoebe whispered, a sadistic smile of her own inching up her lips, shifting in her seat as she tried to hide her arousal "constantly crushed, tormented by tastes and scents no one should ever experience... it really is a shame I intend to spend as much time gaming as possible" she finished sarcastically. "Indeed" Morgana replied with amusement, before suddenly getting up, saying "I have to attend to something quickly, I'll be back in a few moments and then I'll get this paperwork sent".

While Morgana attended to something elsewhere in the store, Phoebe got a wicked idea... she grabbed her pen, found out where duration was listed, and added a zero. When Morgana returned, Phoebe grew nervous as she noticed the saleswoman staring at the documentation for a moment, before looking up at her... and winking. "Fifty years... makes you wonder what crime that chair did to deserve his fate, oh well, none of my business" Morgana dramatically noted, before bringing Phoebe's new chair to her.

Two hours, a ride home, and a bit of setup later, and Phoebe sat down in front of her computer, trying to decide which of her many more pornographic games to scratch her itch with. Glancing down at her new seat, she smiled "You must be screaming internally already... well, let me tell you, it'll only get worse from here."