[ WP ] When two people fall in love , they receive an object that is the physical embodiment of that love . It changes as their feelings change towards each other and destroying it can have drastic consequences . How does this change the nature of relationships ?

As sunlight spills into the room through the parted drapes, James lazily opens one eye and fixes it on her. A bright smile reflecting the light greeted him. 
 “ So do you like it now? Or do we have to ‘ break it in ’ some more? ” Ann asked softly, while caressing his cheek with her hand. 
 
 “ It ’ s lovely. ” James whispered back, scared that his voice would break the magic. Not in his entire life, had James wanted something more. Not on his 11th birthday when he got a Game Shark for his Gameboy, not when he was 15 and got his first kiss. Not even the time he opened up Starcraft 2 on its release date, pledging to be the ‘ very best ’ and prove himself to the world. It all seemed so trivial now compared to what he had. All of his long-lost passions seemed meaningless now, just something that a kid would be infatuated with one day, and bored with the next. But lying her next to Ann, time seemed to stop. Basking in the warm sunlight, with the one thing he wanted in life, he was happy. Finally happy. 
 
 … But it wasn ’ t his voice that broke the loving silence between the two, but rather the unromantic churning of his bowels. But that was what was perfect about Ann. Blushing crimson red, James tried to apologize about it, yet Ann laughed, jumped out of bed, and ran downstairs shouting behind her “ Let me make some eggs and bacon, I ’ m starving! ” 
 
 James just sat there, scratching his head, pondering what he did in his previously life to deserve someone so perfect. PFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. James let out a painful gas load, and sprinted down the hall, took his first left, and seated himself on the toilet. 
 “ Ahhh ” James let out a sigh of satisfaction. He and Ann had just bought the house, and while he been the selling point. Never before had James seen such a masterfully crafted porcelain piece before. Its every bump seemed to conform to his structure, and when he finally pulled the lever to flush, and solid stream of water spurted out of the toilet, running down his backside, removing any residue. This was heaven to James. The toilet was the one place a man should be completely secure, and that was what it provided for him. Perfumed, comfy, non-judging, the toilet was James escape from reality, his one little secret. The toilet was always his safe place, his alone time. The one thing he would never let go of. This was his. Giving it one last longing glance, James shut the door and went downstairs 
 … 
 As James shut the door, Ann let out a sigh of relief, and the most retched fart yet. Standing there, she almost belched from the smell. Taking the stairs three at a time, Ann planted herself firmly on her loving porcelain doll, and let loose. Tumbling out of her faster than she ran upstairs, Ann let out a startled cry when the liquid splashed back onto her. Relaxed now, letting the toilet work its magic, Ann let out a sigh of contentment. Other girls had always been self-conscious of their weight, some height, others bust size. But Ann had the whole package. She knew that she was attractive, and she also knew others thought she was attractive. But she had one, deep, dark, secret. She stank. Not all the time, but when her bowels went off, there was no going back. It would smell like a combination of feces, gangrenous flesh, and foot odor. 
 
 Ann had once even had a shot at going big, like Hollywood big, but one night on set, she couldn ’ t control herself. She was, politely asked to leave by a man wearing a nose-plug. Terming the scent “ offensive ” he escorted her off the premise, but while leaving she couldn ’ t help but catch a glance at a trashcan full of empty Febreze bottles. Ann sat on a bench all night and cried over her lack of self-control, which was subsequently ruined all her previous relationships, her career, her life. That was when she met James. Wiping her cheek, he came up to her, and asked if she needed help finding her husband, as she was still wearing a ring from her performance. That was when she knew. He was a true gentleman, and she must hide her deep, dark secret from him forever. 
 
 This was why she found James so cute. He would be completely abashed whenever reverting to his natural human tendencies. Even a little bit of gas, and James would apologize profusely. She found it hilarious what he would think if he knew. But she did not want to know. For she cared for James with every essence of her being. Ann knew she had to take the necessary precautions. When he was adamant they find a house together, she made sure that they got this house. The house with her little porcelain doll. 

