Jared confidently stood at the heavy metal doors of the enormous factory. He straightened his tie, getting ready for his new job at The Fazbender Sex Drive. He wanted to look his Sunday best, or at least his Tuesday pretty-good.

Jared Fitzpatrick was an intelligent young man possessive of very few hobbies and even fewer females despite his appearance. He was a dashing redhead, tall and thin with a good figure. He sported a goatee on the underside of his chin. His face was absolutely slathered in freckles. His eyes were a light blue, almost a grayish color. Other than his facial construction and overall build, he wore a Fazbender uniform, complete with a cap he wore atop his head.

"I'm ready," he told himself, pushing open the doors.

The factory wasn't exactly what he expected. The walls were lined with posters containing the mascots of the company in lewd poses, some of them exposing areas that weren't meant to be viewed by anyone under eighteen. Good thing Jared was thirty-three.

There were long conveyer belts and several corridors containing seemingly endless doors and rooms. Vents hung over the conveyer belts for whatever reason. There were massive vats where pieces of the robots went to get dipped in. When they were pulled out, the piece was colored brightly and beautifully.

Jared passed a tall platform where the three main mascots stood in nothing more than their underwear to show off their perfect forms. And perfect was a pretty accurate description.

There was a bright blue bunny with rosy cheeks who had piercings in her right ear, two bars visible beneath her bra and another in her panties. Her eyes were bright green, and her nose was a small black button placed atop her snout. Beside her was a tubby brown bear. Her bra and panties looked ready to bust off with only one breath. She wore an adorable top hat and bow tie along with eyeshadow and black freckles. Next to her was a bright yellow chick without even a bra to fasten her breasts. Instead, all she had was a bib that read "Let's Fuck!" to which Jared would not have denied. She wore pink panties that were so thin that she had a very obvious cameltoe between her legs. In her left hand she held a cupcake with a plastic dick atop its head. The dick was supposed to look like a candle, Jared guessed. The bird was still very attractive with her neatly combed bangs and bright pink cheeks.

"Enjoying our arrangement?" came a voice from across the room.

Jared turned his head to see an attractive woman walking his way. She was almost his height, just about two inches below, and pretty wide. She was kind of chubby, her belly protruding from her purple shirt. Her cheeks were round and cheery, reminding him of the robots. Her breasts were well-defined, protruding just as obviously as her belly.

"Uh, yeah!" Jared said, turning towards the woman, "I'm ready for my first night!"

"Awesome!" the woman said, "Just so you know, you can call me Willow."

"Thanks," Jared said, "So, about my setup…"

"Oh, yeah," Willow said, "I recorded a couple messages you can listen to on the phone. I'll ring you up for your first week with them so you can get used to your surroundings. Sound good?"

Jared nodded. "Yeah, thanks!"

"No problem!" Willow said cheerfully, "I've gotta go home. Good luck!"

"Thank you," Jared replied.

The redhead slowly made his way to his office. It was at the end of a long, straight hallway, dimly lit and abundant with doors. His shoes clopped on the shiny tile floors, echoing down the corridor. He whistled a tune he had heard before, but had long since forgotten where he heard it from.

He finally reached his office after a brisk walk. He stood in front of his swivel seat and desk, ready for him to start his first day on the job. The desk supplied a black, metal fan, already on, along with an inordinate amount of seemingly important papers scattered about the polished wooden desktop.

Jared slumped down into his cushiony seat, and picked up the monitors Willow had previously mentioned the day before. He was prepared for whatever this job had in stock for him, whether it be a burglar or a fire, he knew what to do and what the requirements were.

The phone rang.

Jared pushed the pound button on the phone beneath the desk, and held it to his ear so he could listen to the recorded message.

"Umm, hello? Uh, hi! Welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved FazBender Sex Drive! I'm here to tell you about some of the things you can expect to see during your first week here and to help you get started on a career path!

"First of all, forget any of the things people keep saying about the old location. Some people still have a bad view of our enterprise...we did leave that old factory to rot and all, but we assure you FazBender enterprises is committed to love, making it, but above all, safety. We've spent a small fortune producing these robots; facial recognition, advanced mobility...hell, if we could, we'd let them walk around during the day! But most importantly, they're tied into some sort of criminal database, so they should be able to detect a predator before they even enter the building! Maybe we should pay them to guard you! Heh...

"Now, that being said, no new system is without its kinks. And if you can call murderous rampage a kink, then these chicks have some MAJOR kinks. You see, there's a situation where the robots will try to stuff a metal endoskeleton into you by luring you in with lust and gaining your trust long enough to do so...You're only the second guard to work at this location. The first one finished her week, but complained about...conditions. Uh, she got switched over to the day shift, though, so, lucky me! I mean...you! Um...mainly she was concerned about...characters moving around at night? Some even attempting to get into her office. Now, from what Willow says, that should be impossible. Those robots weren't programmed to do so, so our engineers don't really have an explanation for this. Our best guess is that their servos lock up after being turned off for too long, so they get...eager…um…

"So, basically, they think that because all the people are gone, they try to find where the people are, and in this case, that's your office. That usually happens when it goes quiet, so our current solution is to wind a music box that we've installed into your tablet. I don't know if it affects all of the robots, but it sure affects...one of them…

"And, as for the other ones, we've got a better solution if the music box doesn't work. We think there's a glitch in their facial recognition where if they see another robot, it doesn't register in their mindset. So we've given you an empty Freddie head! If anybody...or, anything...walks in, just put the head on, and it'll register you as just another robot. You can throw it on anytime and leave it on as long as you can breathe in there. Eventually, whatever wandered in will most likely wander back out.

"Also, concerning your flashlight, we realize that we, um...leave the place dark during the night. So we came up with a quick and easy solution: you can plug your flashlight into your tablet so you can turn on your light in areas that are normally devoid of light. Neat, huh?

"Um, something else worth mentioning is, uh...a bit of a financial problem? You may have noticed we don't have any doors to close...or lights...but, hey! We've supplied you with a flashlight! And even if that runs out of power, the building won't. So don't worry about the place going dark and the robots coming to find you in the darkness. Uh…

"Well, I guess that's all! Have a good night!"

A click sounded on the phone. The message ended.

"WHAT!?" Jared cried, "Oh, fuck this! I'm out of here!"

He jumped to his feet, speeding down the long, empty corridor. He would have made it far, had it not been for something big walking down the hall.

Jared gasped and jumped to the side. He watched as the rabbit he saw earlier lurched down the main hall, her ears bouncing with each thumping step. His breathing slowed, not wanting to attract attention. He wasn't sure what those robots were going to do to him, but he sure as hell didn't want to find out.

He slowly made his way back to the office and settled back into his seat. Only twenty minutes had passed, and he was already being hunted down.

He picked up his flashlight, and flicked it on. He pointed the bright blue light down the empty hallway, expecting to see something staring back at him.

Turning it off, Jared reached for his tablet. He tried to remember where the music box the girl had mentioned was, finding it on the eleventh camera. He noticed there weren't any cameras for the entrance or exit. Weird…

Jared checked his left and right. There were large vents, both of which had buttons to activate lights inside. Jared pressed the button to his right, finding nothing out of the ordinary. He checked his left; still nothing.

He blew out a long breath of air as he settled into his office. He checked the cameras again, this time watching the chicken girl as she hopped offstage and began journeying towards him. He watched intently as she walked into the hallway where he was located. Then she just seemed to stop. Confused, Jared put down the monitor and flashed his light down the dark hall. There stood the chicken girl in her decorative bra and pink panties. The fabric was mostly plastic, so it shone in the direction of the flashlight. Her bright yellow feathers glowed brightly in the circle of light.

Jared quickly turned his light off, worried about what she was about to do. He checked the cameras again, this time watching her to see where she was gonna go.

He caught her sneaking into the left vent. Immediately, a long chime sounded. It rang repeatedly, making Jared realize it was an alarm. He heard a low, metallic thumping noise, and checked the left vent camera. It was simply a dark area until Jared realized he could easily plug his flashlight into the tablet. Once it was on, he caught a glimpse of the chicken girl's backside, including her panties stretched tightly over her intimates. Through the fabric, he could clearly make out her lips and her big ass. He noticed she had a picture of a cupcake sewn onto her plastic panties. The chick herself was looking backwards at Jared through the camera, a wide smile pasted on her face. Her eyes were half-closed, making her purple eyeshadow very obvious. Noticing the flashlight was on, she began wiggling her ass at the camera. Her tail feathers seemed to follow it as it shook, almost like leaves on a windy day. The chick winked, and began a slow crawl through the vents.

Jared yelped, and threw on the Freddie mask. He remembered the girl on the phone telling him that they would be fooled by that.

The mask smelled wonderful. It had the perfect mixtures of perfume to mask the scent of sweat or someone else's breath. It smelled of pine trees and fresh bread. Jared wondered if keeping the mask on all the time was an option.

Suddenly, a loud banging came from the left vent. The chicken girl was coming.

As he guessed, the chicken girl crawled head first out of the vent. Her eyes blinked, and she looked towards Jared.

"I've been spotted!" Jared thought to himself.

Her wide smile faded. "Oh, hi, Freddie," she said. Jared blinked. "They can TALK!?"

The chick approached him. "I heard there was a new night guard, but he's not here. Have you seen him?"

Jared gulped. "Nope! Not here!" he said, trying to imitate a girl's voice.

The chick nodded. "Shit. I could have sworn I saw him walk in here…" She looked back at Jared and stared. "No...wait a minute…"

She lunged at him, her fingers aiming for his neck. Jared gasped in horror as the mask was swiftly pulled up over his head, brushing past his red hair. He stayed still, wondering if he would die if he moved.

"I knew it!" the chick cried, clapping with delight, "I knew it, I knew it, I KNEW IT!" She laughed like a madman. "Did they tell you that would work?"

Jared blinked. He shook his head yes while a weak "Mm-hmm," escaped his lips.

"I thought so," the chick said, putting her feathery fists on her hips. "Yeah, we're smarter than that. We know it's you."

"S-so…" Jared said weakly, "Y-you're not gonna kill me?"

The chick snickered. "Yup!" she said, "We're gonna put a metal endoskeleton into you and watch you bleed out!"

"NO!" Jared cried out, putting his arms over his head. The chick laughed hysterically. "I'm just kidding!" she giggled, "We don't ACTUALLY do that! Wow, these people are stupid!"

Jared put his arms down. "Oh," he said, breathing slowly, "So...what are you going to do to me?"

The chick's grin widened. "I have a couple ideas…"

She leaned forward, her hands outstretched to support herself against the wall. Her breasts hung in front of Jared's face as he stared wide-eyed at them. Instinctively, he tried to push her away. "St-stop!" he yelled, "I have a JOB to do!" He pushed her back onto her orange feet, and she yelped as one of her eyeballs fell out.

Jared screamed. He was NOT expecting a horror show.

"Oh, you big baby!" the chick said, bending over to pick it up, "It happens all the time. That's why I'm on display and not for sale."

She screwed the eyeball back in place, and looked at Jared, who was panting heavily after having the scare of his life.

"Now, where were we?" the chick asked, "Oh, right!" She tried to sit on Jared's lap, facing him. She held his shoulders down as she leaned her head in. Jared, uncomfortable, put his hand out. "Stop!" he said, "You can't do this to me! I don't even know your NAME, if you have one!"

The chick sighed exasperatedly. "It's Chickie," she said, "Well, actually, call me Toy Chickie. Chickie is my older counterpart. Now come here!"

She tore off her beak, revealing a mouth and a long row of sharp teeth. Jared gasped as she enveloped his mouth in a kiss, not even giving him warning for him to take in a breath. In a way, it was terrifying and arousing. Not a good combination.

Jared grabbed ahold of her shoulders and tried to push her off. "ENOUGH!" he cried, "I can't fuck you! That HAS to be against the building's code of conduct!"

"There aren't any cameras in the office," Toy Chickie said, fluffing up her bangs, "So as long as we finish by six, we'll be golden!" She gave the tip of his nose a playful poke.

Jared groaned. "Look," he said, "I'm just the night guard. They don't pay me to fuck with the machinery."

Toy Chickie sighed. "I understand," she said, slipping off his lap and unbuckling his belt.

"HEY!" Jared yelled, "NO! STOP!"

"I know you want me to," Toy Chickie giggled, continuing to strip him of his lower garments, "I can feel it."

She unzipped his fly, pulling open the front slit of his boxers, and slipping his dick out of the hole. She licked her lips. "Wow," she gasped in excitement. Jared sighed, worrying he would get caught doing this. He picked up his tablet one last time to make sure the music box was wound up before he did anything that took him a while.

He let out a long breath. "Fine," he said, "Do what you want to. I clearly can't convince you otherwise."

Toy Chickie smiled. She grabbed ahold of his cock, and began a slow but steady up and down motion. Jared winced as he realized what she was doing actually felt really good. Her yellow, feathery hand moved rhythmically, causing his penis to become erect within a short amount of time. "See? You like it!" She said happily. Jared nodded. He gasped as she rubbed the tip with her thumb. At first, it was small, circular motions, but evolved into long strokes from the tip to his testes. Toy Chickie got up and examined him. "I'm not completely satisfied," she stated. She slowly untied her bib, removing it leisurely to ensure Jared got a good view of her bare breasts as they bounced free from their shackles. She bounced them in her hands a bit, watching Jared's cock intensely as she viewed him stroking it to her breasts.

Toy Chickie grinned. Her sharp teeth connected perfectly in a grin, looking like someone painted diagonal lines on a white canvas. She closed her eyes, making her eyeshadow more apparent. She hooked her feathery thumbs around the waistband of her panties, stretching them out. She wiggled her hips from side to side, doing a little dance as she kept her thumbs in place, and with them, her panties. Her cameltoe was undeniably obvious, but she didn't seem to mind. The robots were built for sex, why would she care if her lips were on show? Finally, she tucked the front part of her panties down, allowing Jared to get a good view of her womanhood. She had a little tuft of feathers just above her clit, probably a joke about her having pubic hair. Jared felt a drop of saliva roll down his chin. Instinctively, he wiped it off. Toy Chickie didn't seem to notice.

Jared watched as the mechanical chick pulled her panties down, taking one foot out at a time. Now she stood upright, completely naked with everything exposed. Her face lit up, and she bit her lip with her sharp teeth.

"Now take off your clothes," she said smoothly. Jared complied, removing everything from his shoes to his boxers. The redhead blushed as he realized he was naked in a public workplace. Surely, somebody would eventually find out about this, but he wasn't sure how or when.

"I-I'm a little nervous…" Jared said, his skin crawling with goosebumps. "Don't be," Toy Chickie said, getting back on his lap, "Just let me do what I do best."

She sat atop his warm thighs, her crotch forcing down Jared's cock. She moved her hips back and forth, holding onto Jared's shoulders. Her folds rubbed softly but quickly against Jared's thick manhood. Jared winced, not having felt this sensation before. His breathing picked up speed as Toy Chickie moved her whole body along with her hips. Her soft feathers rubbed against Jared's naked skin, reminding him of his state of undress. He tried to shake away the notion, instead trying to focus on Toy Chickie and her current actions. She gave a tiny moan in pleasure, still grinding on Jared's cock. He felt her hot folds grow moist, an effect of the extreme satisfaction she was receiving. She began a faster pace, eventually leading to her lips creating more friction and, in turn, more pleasure. Jared was a little uncomfortable considering he preferred a slower pace, but whatever got him out of his current situation quicker was perfectly okay with him.

He heard Toy Chickie squeak, escalating into a loud scream as her juices flowed out of her pussy. Jared reviled in disgust for a second, but close examination made him realize the robot's juices were just water.

"That was awesome!" Toy Chickie panted, "I wanna do that again!"

She grabbed ahold of Jared's manhood, preparing to envelope it with her slit. She put her middle and ring finger between her legs, spreading her hot, wet pussy. She licked her lips in excitement, wondering how good it would feel to have that dick inside her.

Jared closed his eyes and sat back. This might take a while…

Suddenly, a distorted version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" began playing. In horror, Jared glanced at his tablet. His eyes nearly popped out of his skull when he saw the music box had winded itself down and whatever robot the factory was trying to keep inside it had escaped.

"FUCK!" Jared screamed, pushing Toy Chickie off his lap. Toy Chickie gave a helpless squeal as she tumbled onto the floor. Her eyeballs fell out on impact, bouncing off and rolling around aimlessly on the cold, tiled floor.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, NO!" Jared cried, "Fuck! I'm going to die, I'm gonna die!"

Jared glanced up just in time to watch as a black figure with a white face leapt at him from the hallway. It let out a bloodcurdling scream, sounding mostly mechanical. Jared cried out in fear as the figure pounced on him, pinning him to the floor. He hit the floor ass first, a grunt escaping his mouth. His thick cheeks absorbed most of the impact, so he was relatively fine. But he still had a weird...thing on his lap. He wasn't quite sure what it was; it didn't resemble any of the robots he saw onstage, and it didn't have an anthropomorphic figure. It had massive hands, no feet, and a mask rather than simply a face.

"Scared ya, didn't I?" the figure asked, giggling.

Jared stared at the mysterious thing, petrified in sheer terror.

Toy Chickie walked over. "Mary! I told you not to scare the guards! You got rid of the first one!"

"I know," the creature laughed, "But I can't help it! I love seeing their cute little faces as they scream!"

Jared examined the figure. She had a long strip of hair tied into a ponytail behind her head, and she had big, rosy cheeks, just like all the other girls. Her black arms were laced with white stripes here and there, as were her legs. She had purple streaks running from her eyes to her wide, empty grin. She wore nothing more than a black and white striped bikini. In her eye sockets, there were two white dots for eyes, both intently studying Jared's naked form.

"You must be the night guard," she said, "Pleasure! I'm the Puppette, but you can call me Maryonette."

Jared swallowed. He grabbed her hand and shook it firmly. Her meaty fingers enveloped his whole hand, proving once again how big her hands were.

"N-nice to meet you," Jared said, quaking, "Now, look, I gotta-"

"I'm so sorry if I spooked you," The Maryonette apologized, "I have a bad habit of scaring people."

"I noticed," Jared responded wryly, "Look, I have a job to do. Do you think you could just…?" He motioned for her to get off of him.

"Oh," The Maryonette said, "I understand. Sorry!"

"Thank you," Jared sighed, "Now I can get back to w-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

The Maryonette's hands fiddled behind her back to untie her bikini top, but she abruptly stopped. "You said you had a job to do," she explained dryly, "Well, this is your job for now."

Her slender fingers finally untied the top half of her bikini, sliding the fabric off her shoulders. Two black breasts now hung free from her chest, exposing her beautiful black nipples with it. They weren't too big, but they were certainly something to drool for. Next, she reached downwards and slipped her panties off with one swift move. Jared looked down, blushing. Now completely naked herself, The Maryonette's pussy was on show for anyone to walk in and see. Stuck in a satisfied smile, The Maryonette couldn't help but have feelings of arousal towards Jared. She stuck her long, thin fingers in between her legs, rubbing her sensitive clit. "Do you want to put it inside me?" The Maryonette asked, rubbing a bit harder.

Jared gulped. "I-I guess," he said, shrugging, "But we have to stop in a few hours. My shift ends at six."

The Maryonette lifted herself off of him. "I can do that," she said confidently. She began floating above the ground, shocking Jared. Puppets weren't supposed to do that, were they?

Jared watched as her hips launched into his face, just around his mouth. Her legs wrapped around his head, keeping herself balanced. Jared blinked as he began moving his tongue back and forth into her. He wasn't sure what else to do, this was the first time a girl asked him to eat her out. Whatever he was doing was clearly working, though, since The Maryonette was moaning in unrestrained pleasure. Jared tried a new maneuver, conscientiously slipping his tongue this way and that, testing out what really made her happy. He eventually found a spot right below her clit. The Maryonette held her hands to her face, trying to cover her mouth. Her breathing picked up speed as her arousal became more and more obvious. Muffled screams of pleasure emanated from her unchanging expression. Jared thought he was just about to let her cum when he felt his dick being toyed with.

He momentarily removed his mouth from The Maryonette's slit, looking beyond her to find Toy Chickie playing with his manhood. "Cut that out!" Jared said, "One at a time!"

"Oh, now that's unfair!" Toy Chickie groaned, "Can't I just have a little taste?"

Jared grunted. "Whatever," he said, putting his mouth back on The Maryonette's cunt, "Not like I can do anything about it."

Toy Chickie bit her lip, nearly cutting it with her pointed teeth. Jared's eyes widened, realizing the mistake he just made.

The mechanical chick licked her lips, and wrapped her warm tongue around his length. She tried a basic rhythm, going quick but not too fast. She closed her empty eyes and ran her tongue around the base of his meat.

Jared slipped his mouth off of The Maryonette's slit again. "You aren't gonna try to put your mouth on it?"

Toy Chickie shrugged apologetically. "Sharp teeth, man," she said, "Sorry!"

The two continued their sexual acts, Jared slurping on The Maryonette's pussy and Toy Chickie licking his manhood. Sighs escaped all of them, each one getting pleasure out of their jobs.

"Oh," The Maryonette squeaked, "I-I haven't felt this in...oh, it's been so long!...Oh!" Jared's eyes opened wide as she began spilling a thick, sticky substance on his mouth through her sensitive folds. Jared pulled away, her legs still firmly tied around his neck. He smiled, and looked up at the panting beauty. She looked down at him, and stroked his red hair. "Good boy," she sighed happily, "VERY good…"

Jared winced as he felt Toy Chickie find his favorite spot. The Maryonette looked behind her, finding Toy Chickie licking Jared's cock intensely, her hand rubbing between her legs.

"Move over, bitch!" The Maryonette yelled, slipping off of the redhead's shoulders, "I want some of that!" Her large hand pushed away Toy Chickie, almost comically. Jared felt the corners of his mouth curl into a smile, but thought it polite not to laugh.

The Maryonette slid onto Jared's length, swallowing almost all of it into her pussy. Jared gasped, not expecting her to be that deep. He felt her wet folds tighten around him, feeling how hot she was from arousal. She started a slow up and down motion, gently sliding on and off of Jared's cock. The Maryonette sighed, her pupils facing the light fixtures on the ceiling, while Jared merely sat back and grinned. Her slow pace was absolutely perfect for him. She kept a gentle rhythm, her thin, black hips quietly slapping against his every time she went back down.

Toy Chickie stood up behind The Maryonette, and threw her feathery arms around her chest. The chick's hands grabbed ahold of her breasts, squeezing them. The Maryonette bucked her hips, feeling undeniably aroused. Her black nipples stood out, pointing into the warm air of the office. Toy Chickie grinned, perfectly connecting her teeth, and pinched The Maryonette's nipples. She shrieked, gaining a bit of speed on Jared. He, too, was curious about what her breasts felt like, and reached out to grab them. Toy Chickie let go for a moment for Jared to grab the round, jiggling curves. His hands met her artificial flesh, his fingers sinking into the soft material. The Maryonette squealed in pleasure. "Oh, my GOD!" she screamed, "D-don't stop! MORE!"

Jared did as she asked, moving his hands around her breasts, squeezing them and jiggling them. His curiosity peaked, and he stuck his mouth on her right nipple. She gasped, and threw her long, striped arms around his head as she continued her regular pace on Jared's cock. She moaned intermittently, stopping and starting every time Jared's length was swallowed by her deep folds.

The redhead wasn't done, though. His tongue was working on her breasts, as were his hands, gently massaging them and licking her soft, smooth curves. He got her to wail as he gently bit her nipple, sending her into a frenzy of pleasure. She shook violently, wanting more.

Jared finally felt a long release. The Maryonette's pussy was then filled with Jared's hot, sticky seed as he came in her soft, tight cunt.

She slipped off of him, pleased at last. She hugged him, sighing in absolute satisfaction. "Oh, I've never felt so good before!" she sighed, "I don't know how I ever lived without this…" Jared smiled and rubbed his hand through her ponytail (that was the only hair her head provided). "I have to admit, that was awesome!" Jared sighed. "Toy Chickie, come on over!" Toy Chickie smiled and laid herself down next to Jared. She curled up beside him, along with The Maryonette, letting him hug her and rub his hands wherever he wanted.

"You know, it's funny," Jared said, " Before this, I was a virgin."

Toy Chickie looked at him as his hand ran through her golden hair. "You mean you've never had sex before?" she asked, "Wow. I never would have guessed."

"Yeah," Jared said, "I watch a lot of...videos...I've just never done the real thing before."

"Until now," The Maryonette said, stroking his goatee. Jared chuckled. "Yeah," he concurred, "Until now."

They laid there for a while, Jared's warm body providing a comfortable area for the robots to rest. Jared reflected on the situation, remembering every so often how fucking weird it was to have two female robots he had just fucked in his arms.

But they loved him. And that was good enough for him.

"I wanna do it again!" Toy Chickie said, her empty eyes seeming to stare at him, pleading for more.

"Me, too," The Maryonette whined.

Jared checked his tablet. Only 3:25.

"Oh, you two are in for a treat!"

Jared slipped on his shirt, watching the girls prepare to exit the office. They didn't take as long to dress as Jared did, because their wardrobes literally consisted of only two articles of clothing.

"Thanks again for the awesome night, guys!" Jared said, tightening his necktie. "Are you kidding!?" Toy Chickie cried enthusiastically, "We should be thanking you! That was the best sex I've EVER HAD!"

"The ONLY sex you've ever had," The Maryonette pointed out, "Remember that you're just on display."

"I know," Toy Chickie said, "But I haven't had sex before! So this was the best and ONLY sex I've ever had!"

"So if it was terrible," The Maryonette said, tapping her finger against her chin, "Then would you say it was the best sex because it was the only sex you've ever had?"

"No, silly!" Toy Chickie said, "I would say it was the worst!"

Jared tapped his foot listening to their conversation. He glanced at his watch and gasped.

"Oh, my God, guys! You only have four minutes to get back in position!"

Toy Chickie gasped and ran out of the room, leaving only Jared and The Maryonette.

She sighed. "Look busy," she said, "It'll make Willow think you took your job seriously!"

Jared snapped his fingers, and plopped down in his chair. He threw on the Freddie head, once again inhaling its sweet scent. He pulled his flashlight out of the tablet, and held it close.

"Perfect!" The Maryonette said, "I'll see you again?"

Jared nodded. "Yeah, definitely!"

"Good," The Maryonette said , leaving the room.

Jared was left alone with his body intact and his utilities in perfect working order. He sighed happily as he took in the scent of the Freddie mask, feeling himself grow drowsy. The darkness inside the mask wasn't really helping, either.

He felt his eyelids grow heavy. He blinked groggily, occasionally sitting up to wind the music box or flash down the hall, but he was still growing tired quickly.

Suddenly, a figure with purple hair came walking down the hall.

"Oh, crap!" Jared thought to himself.

It was Willow.

"Hiya!" Willow greeted, "How'd it go?"

Jared wanted so badly to tell her about how he was just fucked by two of the company's robots, but he knew he would get fired if he said anything like that. So instead, he scratched his goatee and answered "It was easy."

"Good!" Willow said cheerfully, "I'm glad the robots aren't doing anything to you."

"Yeah, about that," Jared laughed, standing up, "So, do the robots ACTUALLY want to hurt me, or is it just a practical joke from the girl that called me?"

Willow laughed. "Oh, hell, no!" She said, "That's just a rumor. My apprentice, Friday, used to be the night guard here, and she was panicked that the robots would kill her. So now she's telling everyone else! Ain't that crazy?"

"Heh, yeah!" Jared said, already knowing the robots didn't kill anyone, "So...what would they do instead if they caught you?"

Willow stopped. "Shit if I know," she concluded, "All I know is that they won't hurt you. Just as long as you don't hurt them, we'll keep you around."

"Thank you, ma'am," Jared said, getting out of his chair and pushing it in, "It was a pleasure working here!"

Willow smiled. Her rosy cheeks glowed. "Please," she said politely, "Call me Willow."

Jared grinned. "I'll call you anytime if you give me your number."

Willow giggled. "I'll get it to you tomorrow, I don't have anything on me right now."

"Understandable," Jared said, "Have a great day!"

That's a wrap for chapter one! I hope you enjoyed! Once again, I am still a virgin as of now, so any details concerning sexual intercourse that may be incorrect are completely accidental and should be brought to my attention if necessary. Thanks again, and I'll see you next week!