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The down jacket, once a symbol of warmth and comfort, now holds a darker allure. He slips it on, the soft feathers brushing against his skin, the weight of it a comfort as he begins to vacuum. The ghostly whispers of the vacuum cleaner fill the room, the sound echoing in his mind as he loses himself in the sensation. He feels the jacket rustle, the feathers tickling his skin, and he knows he's found his release, his pleasure, in the most unexpected of places.