Foxy couldn't understand why everyone thought he was the best. He would have- or used to, anyways- sung to children, telling them fake stories about his journey's to the sea. After hours, then THEY came.
Maybe they weren't everybody, but it felt like it.
They were all female, a Blond, a Brown, a Red.
They would bring in three objects, of different sizes.
Red would strap the banana shaped thing around Foxy's waist. Unable to respond to most things after hours, he could only watch.
The girls would undress themselves. Red was very busty and had a very large bottom, and was kind of chubby. Blond had large breasts, and Brown had large buttocks.
Red would bend over, ass in the cold air, and stick the dildo inside of her.
Blond would squeeze Red's boobs, and Brown would caress Foxy in a sexualized way.
They would take turns.
When all three were done, they left.
Foxy had no idea what was happened.