Noxy
Note: Nol is furry. U hav problem wid furry, fok off den. K luv u
Nol © ZeManabatMan
FNAF © Scott Cawthon
About a week ago... (sh'money)
The sound of kids shouting and yelling fill the pizzeria as the boss speaks to some of his employees. Among the energetic kids and stressed out parents, was a job seeking Nol, holding a paper and looking for the manager. As he searches, he thought to himself,
("Really hope he gives me the night shift, wouldn't want to work here during the day.")
A couple seconds of searching, he sees the manager about to walk into the security room, and he quickly rushes to him.
"Mr. Simons", Nol said. Simons turns to him and had a surprised expression.
"Mr. Vocner. How are you?"
"Heh, fine sir. I've come to turn in the application."
*Nol hands over the job application to Simons*
"...hm. Looks good, looks good...hm?"
"Hm? Something wrong sir?", Nol asked, questioning his surprised expression.
"You applied for the night shift?", Simons asked.
"Yes sir. I'm not that much of a sleeper, so I thought this would be a good job for me".
Simons slowly backed away from Nol and stares at him with worry, as if he didn't want him to work the graveyard shift.
"Is there a problem, sir?", Nol asked.
"You sure you want to work night shift, son?"
Nol shrugs his shoulders.
"It seems like a good opportunity."
Simons still held his worried expression, but immediately shrugged it off and said,
"Looks like your hired."
They shook hands, and Nol excitedly said,
"Thank you sir!"
Simons nodded and stowed the application away in his overcoat.
"You'll be substitute for our current night guard, Mike, for whenever he's sick or on leave. Have a good day, Mr. Vocner."
Nol nods and Simons heads for the security room. He quickly ran out the pizzeria and jumps around in a cheery way.
"Alright. Graveyard shift. What could happen?"
Present day...
"Alright, Mr. Vocner, follow me".
The boss said to me as he leads me through the pizzeria. The happiest kids place on Earth was not what I expected on the Help Wanted poster. The place was worn down; the lights were flickering, the tables and chairs werr rotting, and there were roaches crawling everywhere. But what got my attention were the old animatronics that were on stage in the party room. The paranoia of them moving by themselves kept bothering me. The boss leads me to the old security room, filled with barey working radios, a fan and a tablet controlling the cameras, along with two doors on the side controlled by the touch of a button.
*whistle* "Now this is a securty room", I said.
"Alright, you're the new night guard for the next couple weeks", boss said, getting his hat from the table.
"So what happen to the other guards?"
"Flu. The two of them kept vomiting their guts out so they're on leave."
What luck they have.
Boss gets his jacket on and cigarettes from his pocket.
"I'll leave you to it, Nol. Have a good night."
The boss exits the room and heads out into the cold Autumn night. I take a sit down on the chair and had some thought time.
("Alright, new job. Shouldn't be too hard. What time is it?")
I look at the clock above the right door. It was 11:59 PM, a minute till morning. I nod and powered up the old tablet. There were alot of rooms in this place, alot for a small building. I check around and everything seemed fine. Though what bothered me a bit was the camera in the kitchen, which was just pitch black with a text saying
"Camera offline."
("That DEFINITELY won't bother me at all!") I thought.
Suddenly, the clock started ringing. I look up and see the hour hand reach 12, and a slow short ring came from it as it shifts its hands to morning.
"My 6 hours have begun", I said, thus marking a boring 3 hours of camera switching.
3 hours later...
"Damn. Fucking boring here".
3 hours of nonstop camera switching has past, and not one thing has happened.
("Fuck. Wish I brought my phone.") I thought.
I went through the cameras again, but something was different. The camera showing Pirate's Cove shows the curtains wide open.
"The hell?"
I quickly zoomed through the other cameras near Pirate Cove, but saw nothing. I turned to the camera in the left hallway leading to the room I'm in, and I see a figure walking down towards me.
"FUCK!"
I quickly pressed the button near the door, and it quickly closed. I pushed myself away from the closed door, hoping the stranger wouldn't get through. I could hear my heart beating faster and faster from the nerve wracking scare. My breathing sped up then slowly calmed as collected myself. I sat upright on the chair and wiped the sweat off my face. Then the unthinkable happens.
"You really should close both doors when I'm around, you know."
"AHH!"
I yelp, and fell of my chair. I quickly turned around and saw who the voice was.
It was the animatronic from Pirate Cove, the Fox. Though this was a kids place, he looked very adult like.
"You just gonna lie there and look at me?", Foxy said, spinning around the chair I was sitting on. I was still confued that the animatronic can talk and walk. But I was more confused on how people designed him. He had the curves of a male stripper and a soft, devilish attitude.
"H-how are you-
Foxy chuckles.
"My servers are set to day time so I don't lock up. Aaand you must be the new guard."
Foxy walks to me and picks me up fron the floor, dusting me off as he does. Strangely, he dusted the dirt of my ass first but I didn't notice.
"Y-yeah, I'm the new guard".
Foxy walks around me, examining me. He twirls my tail around his metal fingers, chuckling on how it felt. In my mind I thought
("This is so fucking weird.")
Foxy takes a step back from me and smiles.
"You look better than the other guards to be honest."
"Heh, thanks (Why is his body so curvy? Its turning me on)
Foxy takes a look at me one more time, and sees the growing bulge in my crotch. He smiles and stares at me with a devilish grin.
"And what is this?", he said, and he grabs my crotch with his hand right on the bulge. I flinch, and my face started turning red. I could feel the steam build up inside my head. Foxy moves around the bulge, making my dick harder.
"Wow. Didn't know a robot can get you that excited."
"No...don't..."
My mind washed away in the pleasure from the massage I was getting. How he caressed and moved it around was making my legs twitch. I press my palms against the table as he still massages my bone.
"I think I've done enough, now lets get things started."
In my relaxed mind, he grabs my belt and starts to loosen it. As he finished, he pulls down my jeans along with my boxers, exposing my rock hard 9 inch dick, twitching and slightly leaking pre. Foxy's eye twinkled, and he grabbed the shaft and starts to move it around.
"Wow this is a big one! Bigger than Freddy's!"
("Freddy...that reminds me...")
"What about the other animatronics?", I ask, still twitching with pleasure.
"Don't worry about them. They won't bother. Its just me-
He slowly stands up and moves his body close to me.
"And you."
With his hook, he begins to unbutton my shirt, poking out each button with the tip of his hook. After that, he slowly takes off my shirt, pulling the sleeves down and exposing my finely chiseled body.
"Buff one are you? No matter. Fun time's about to begin", Foxy said, crouching down in front of my bone again and playing with it.
I had no thought of what I was going to do. Was I about to let a robot have sex with me? Why is my head enjoying this weird homosexual fantasy? I thought long and hard as Foxy plays with my bone.
"Hm...I wonder..."
Foxy grabs the base of my cock to hold it still and begins to lick the head, wrapping his tongue around it and tasting the pre cum. I made small soft yelps as I feel his tongue lick around my head and shaft. Inch by inch, Foxy slowly pulled my body closer to him, making my cock go deeper and deeper into his mouth and down his throat. I clench the edge of the desk tighter as I feel the softness and wetness of his throat around my dick. In my head, I thought to myself,
("Who designs a robot like this? He feels so...nice...")
Foxy hugs my legs so I wouldn't be able to pull out of his throat. He moans from the delicious taste of my dick as he deepthroats it. A good 10 minutes of throatfucking has passed, and I was on the verge of climax.
("No...f-fuck...its coming...")
As he still licks, Foxy notices the impression on my face, giving him the idea I was about to come. Instantaneously, he leans back, pulling my dick out of his soft throat. He wipes his mouth with the bandana around his neck and smiles. My head was still hot and washed from the throatfuck that I hadn't notice he stopped. Foxy got up from the floor and leans on me, chest to chest. He strokes my face with his strangely soft hand and said in a singsong voice,
"Not yet."
Foxy turns around, and begins to rub his ass against my crotch, making my dick more hard. The softness of his butt rubbing against my dick was brainwashing, and had turned me to follow on. I grab his hips and pulled him towards me, making my rock hard dick go right between his butt. He chuckles and begins to move his rear up and down. I hold his tail up so it wouldn't bother the buttjob. As he rubs, my dick suddenly got caught on a string above his butt. I stopped him, and grabbed the string. Foxy notices, and said,
"Oh...that nothing..."
I ignored what he said, and pulled on the string. As I did, I found out that it was a thong. My curious look suddenly turned into a dark, evil smile. Foxy notices my look, and smiles.
"Allow me "
Foxy takes off his hook, revealing another hand. He grabs the side strings of the thong and pulls them down, showing his fine curved ass and anus. I immediately drooled on the sight of hole, pure and untouched.
"Do what you want, lover boy ", Foxy says, wiggling his ass for him.
My mind was blank, only focused on Foxy and his body. With no second to waste, I quickly turn him around and grabbed his legs.
"Huh? Whats wrong?", he asks.
I lift him up and held him by his ass cheeks. I feel his hardening robot peen poke against my stomach. All Foxy saw in my face was a sex fueled expression and drool running down my mouth. I center my dick right in front of his anus, and slowly pushed it in. Foxy lets out a moan and hugs my back. As the head slowly enters his strangely soft insides, I thought,
("Wow! Even his ass is soft and moist inside! Now then, party time!")
My cock head was fully inside, amd Foxy rests his head on my shoulder. I laugh and begin to kiss his neck. I stopped for a moment and said,
"My turn."
I grabbed his ass tightly, and thrusted into him, making my dick go deep inside him. The robot lets out an ecstasy-filled scream, and he claws my back with his sharp claws. I yelped in pain, but continued to thrust into him. I kissed his neck repeatedly as I thrust, and he lightly bites my shoulder as I do. After an hour of nonstop thrusting and moaning has passed, my climax was about to return.
"Hehe...im gonna...come soon...", I said, and I pin Foxy against the door and sped up my thrusting. Foxy held onto the door frame and continued his moaning. The oil inside him acted as lube as it gives me more thrusting speed. As I thrust, I hear Foxy struggle to speak as he feels me inside him. He stammers the words,
"C-come...inside m-me!..."
I smile and kissed him deeply. I wrapped my tongue around his in passion. I pulled away and said, near to climax,
"I will!"
With one last thrust, I launched my dick deeply in him, and we both yell in a pleasure filled manner. I felt my dick pumping liters of hot sperm into Foxy.
"Ahh, so h-hot! ", Foxy said as he feels hot cum go deep inside him. After a full 10 seconds of system filling passed, I rest my head on Foxy's chest, exhausted and breathing heavily. Foxy smiles and hugs my head. I lightly pulled dick out of him, and a string of cum dropped from his ass. During the head hug, Foxy looks at the clock above the door opposite from the two. It was 5:58 AM, 2 minutes until the boss comes in. Foxy quickly opened his eyes and tapped my head.
"Its almost 6!"
I opened my eyes and looked at the clock.
"Oh fuck. Get dressed, quick!"
I letted Foxy down, and we both quickly got dressed. As we did, I opened the doors, and Foxy quickly ran for Pirate Cove. I got my stuff together and headed for the front door. I take a look out the clear glass door and see the sun slowly rising up. Mr. Simons exits out his car with his bag and sees me through the glass door. I unlocked the door and opened it for him.
"And how was your night, Nol?"
I take a look at Pirate Cove from the entrance, and through the crack in the curtain was a smiling fox, staring at me with a happy expression.
"Fine, actually. Kinda better than the last jobs I had."
The boss's confused expression came back, and I chuckled.
"Have a good morning boss."
I walked out the pizzeria, leaving the boss dumbfounded. As I headed for my car, boss shouted from the door,
"Oh Nol, one more thing. Due to the flu worsening, Mike is on leave for a couple more nights, maybe four more nights."
I wave to him as I walked.
"See you tonight sir", I said, entering my car and driving away. Boss watched me as I drove away and greeted the employees walking in. He sets his stuff in the security room and checks the place out. He went to Pirate's Cove and inspects Foxy.
"Hm? Whats this?"
Simons finds a small pool of white liquid right below a frozen Foxy. He touches the liquid and smells it.
"Bleh".
We wipes the liquid on Foxy's chest and exits the Cove.
"Need to get you fixed."