Victor Leather Multifunctional Bed with Storage
Victor Modern Style
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Delivery company gets a star. Jubilee 5. Great product and customer service.
Thank you so much for the 5 star review. We also appreciate you taking the time to leave us feedback on your order. If you have any questions, please let us know.
Definitely worth the wait. The bed itself is a wonderful addition to any bedroom. Quality in workmanship is evident from first sight. The purchase experience was above and beyond. From the ease of on-line order process to numerous follow-ups from Jubilee as to status of the shipment and then to the actual delivery. All as expected- no qualms with this purchase. Would highly recommend both Multifunctional Bed and Jubilee to anyone in the market.
Thank you so much for taking the time to give us a good review and feedback. We are so delighted that you rated us 5 stars!
I was disappointed with how long it took to get my new bed after I placed the order, but with them built to spec and Covid-19 delays, I expected it to take a while... well, it took even longer than expected. BUT, now that I’ve got it set up, it was absolutely worth the wait, build quality is really good, and the fit/finish and overall look of the bed is outstanding!! I will update the review in 12 months with how it’s holding up!
Thank you so much for the complement! We are so happy to hear that the Victor Ultimate Smart Multifunctional Bed was worth the wait!
I'm very happy about my bed, I definitely recommend this company . Great product!
I would suggest to get the gas lift function, makes use of the room underneath the bed to store our seasonal change of blankets and pillow covers.
I'm very happy about my bed, I definitely recommend this company . Great product!
I would suggest to get the gas lift function, makes use of the room underneath the bed to store our seasonal change of blankets and pillow covers.
Thank you so much for the review! Its always great to hear from our customers and how much they enjoy our furniture!
Delivery company gets a star. Jubilee 5. Great product and customer service.
Thank you so much for the 5 star review. We also appreciate you taking the time to leave us feedback on your order. If you have any questions, please let us know.
Definitely worth the wait. The bed itself is a wonderful addition to any bedroom. Quality in workmanship is evident from first sight. The purchase experience was above and beyond. From the ease of on-line order process to numerous follow-ups from Jubilee as to status of the shipment and then to the actual delivery. All as expected- no qualms with this purchase. Would highly recommend both Multifunctional Bed and Jubilee to anyone in the market.
Thank you so much for taking the time to give us a good review and feedback. We are so delighted that you rated us 5 stars!
I was disappointed with how long it took to get my new bed after I placed the order, but with them built to spec and Covid-19 delays, I expected it to take a while... well, it took even longer than expected. BUT, now that I’ve got it set up, it was absolutely worth the wait, build quality is really good, and the fit/finish and overall look of the bed is outstanding!! I will update the review in 12 months with how it’s holding up!
Thank you so much for the complement! We are so happy to hear that the Victor Ultimate Smart Multifunctional Bed was worth the wait!
I'm very happy about my bed, I definitely recommend this company . Great product!
I would suggest to get the gas lift function, makes use of the room underneath the bed to store our seasonal change of blankets and pillow covers.
I'm very happy about my bed, I definitely recommend this company . Great product!
I would suggest to get the gas lift function, makes use of the room underneath the bed to store our seasonal change of blankets and pillow covers.
Thank you so much for the review! Its always great to hear from our customers and how much they enjoy our furniture!
I had only intended to fetch a glass of water. A simple errand, driven by the parched desperation that accompanies a fitful night’s sleep. But what I found in the den on that wretched night has since clung to my mind like a cursed algorithm, looping endlessly in grotesque perpetuity.
It was the dead of night, the house swathed in the sort of silence that leaves one straining to hear the phantom chimes of non-existent Discord notifications. My descent down the staircase was cautious, each step cushioned by the thin veneer of carpet laid bare from years of neglect.
The den should have been empty. I should have been greeted only by the cold glow of the television, left on by some act of absentmindedness. But as I drew closer, I became aware of a sound—low, guttural, and punctuated by words strung together like errant memes vomited forth from a corrupted AI.
“Bingus… Bingus… the drip immaculate…”
My father’s voice. But not his voice. No, it was distorted—laced with a mania so profound that I scarcely recognized it. I rounded the corner, throat clenched tight with a horror I could scarcely comprehend.
And there he sat. Skeet Johnson, my father. Perched upon that damned Gorilla Chair as if it were some foul throne of delirium.
Its form was meant to mimic a silverback gorilla, molded in the act of a triumphant roar. But to my eyes, it appeared as a beast of torment, its exaggerated musculature cradling my father in an embrace far too intimate. The arms of the chair wrapped around him like a lover’s desperate grasp, locking him in a ritual of depravity I could not fathom.
“Father?” I croaked, my voice feeble. He scarcely reacted, his eyes glued to some unseen reverie like a YouTube reaction channel feeding on endless, vapid content.
“Caught slippin’, eh, son?” he cackled, the sound unnatural and jagged. “This… this is the true grindset. The ultimate rizz.”
“What are you talking about?” I whispered, clutching my own arms as if to ward off the chill seeping into my bones. “You look… mad.”
“Madness?” he laughed, a laugh so discordant and vile it reminded me of a bass-boosted meme blasted through cheap Bluetooth speakers. “No, son. This is the drip. The forbidden sauce. The way Baby Gronk rizzed up Livvy Dunne, but, like, on a spiritual plane. I’m edging on enlightenment itself.”
I stood there, paralyzed, the raw stench of vape clouds and Taco Bell Baja Blast clinging to the air. His eyes were wild, his pupils swollen to inky chasms that swallowed all traces of reason.
“Father, you’ve lost yourself!” I screamed, though my voice cracked like a low-quality Vine snippet dredged from the depths of some forgotten meme archive.
“I’ve ascended, boy,” he ranted, his hands grasping the gorilla’s foam-muscled arms as though drawing sustenance from them. “The Gorilla Chair, it’s a lifestyle. A state of mind. The primal Goon.”
“No… no, this is madness!” I stumbled backward, desperate to flee. My father’s twisted form remained hunched upon the throne, eyes glazed and mouth agape with a joy so monstrous it twisted my stomach into knots.
“Go on, Skid. Run,” he sneered, his voice already fading into a deranged mumble. “But know this—the Gorilla Chair calls to us all. It’s inevitable.”
I bolted from the den, abandoning my quest for water. Instead, I sought refuge beneath my covers, the darkness of my room a fragile sanctuary against the madness that had overtaken my father.
Even now, weeks later, I hear him at night—rambling from the den, his words incomprehensible yet threaded with that same sickly cadence of obsession. And I fear, deep down, that his prophecy may be true.
For sometimes, in the shadows of my dreams, I can feel it. The cold, terrible lure of the Gorilla Chair.