Barney woke up to the sound of someone saying his name. By the time he was fully awake the voice was echoing and bouncing off every wall of his apartment. "Oh, maybe it's a foxy woman that wants to use my shower" he thought. That idea made him jump out of bed and follow the mysterious voice.
However, that turned out to be a very hard task. After minutes of walking around his apartment he finally found the source of the mysterious voice. It was coming from his closet. The second he opened the closet he was greeted by a talking suit.
"Hello Barney you look very nice today I want to stroke your arms and legs." The suit said.
Seconds later the suit noticed the suitjamas Barney was wearing. It was struck by the sight of his beloved owner wearing another suit... that wasn't even a real suit.
Barney noticed the sadness in the suit's buttons. "Look, Suit, it's not what it looks like, I can explain-"
"How could you do this to me Barney?" The suit couldn't hold back the tears anymore. It started crying black threads of sadness.
Barney gasped, obviously worrying for the suits wellbeing. It was crying so hard one of the buttons had already fallen off. Panicking, Barney picked up the button and tried to sew it back on, but it was too late.
"Look, you have to stop crying" He said in a rather worried tone. That was one of his finest suits and he couldn't afford to let it die.
"Goodbye, Barney" the suit choked out its last words "I…. loved…. Yo-"
And with that the suit died. Shocked, Barney fell on his knees and picked up the dead suit. It was too late. There was nothing he could do to make it come back to life.
"No…no… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" he screamed as loud as he could. "WHY? Why did this have to happen?"
But then he noticed the small button hole the thread tears had made. And for a second, all he wanted was to put his dick in the corpse of a suit.