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We continued to have intercourse for a while, despite my struggles. She looked sloppily into my eyes, as if she were drunk. I tried calling out for someone to help, to free me of this chicken clusterfuck, only to be gagged by her boobs, even though the feel of her pussy wrapped around my dick was titillating, she was still a childhood icon.

Another few minutes of non-stop genital bashing before I noticed she started to speed up. It sounded as though she had a washing machine inside her, constantly thumping quickly up and down. "Please let it end soon" I thought to myself. She began wincing more and more as I pumped my shlong deeper and deeper into her labia.

Then, in a moment of pure excitement, we orgasmed together, spraying the inside of her with my cum. She squeaked a high-pitched "nnnnnnyygggghh", the same noise as the moment of first penetration. The force of my ejaculation was so great, she nearly fell off the chair, taking me with her.

She sighed as she grasped her arms around me, as to give me a post-sex hug. A gooey slip could be heard as I pulled out. My mind was blank, did I really just have sex with Chica? I had no idea, but my fly was undone and my whole office smelled like sex, so I presumed so. She looked around for a few seconds, searching for what I guessed was the door remote thing so she could go wash up.

Eventually, she found it and pressed the button, to which the door rose slowly. Strangely, I saw a pair of other chicken feet that looked like Chica's, but felt, on the other side of the iron door' as if it was leaning against it. When the mysterious feet realised the door was raising, it quickly sprinted off into the distance.

Though, bare in mind I just had sex with an animatronic chicken, a pair of haunted bird feet running wild in the pizzeria really didn't seem that abnormal, nor did I let it deter me. After the door fully went up, Chica put her bib back on and skipped giddily into the hallway. Right at the end, just before it was total darkness, she turned back, waved her hand at me, the way a princess would dismiss a knight with a handkerchief, and went into the darkness.

Feeling in need of some explanation, yet no one being available, I zipped myself back up, wiped the sweat from my brow and carried on with my work, as normal.

I tried not to think about it too much, but it was just too creepy. I have worked here for a good year or two and now suddenly Chica finds me attractive enough for sex. Crazy bird... I picked up my pad and surprisingly, the wind up thing to keep dear old Marionette happy was already at full potential. "Why" I thought, "What the fuck is going on? Why the fuck is whatever's going on, going on?". It all seemed too overwhelmingly strange to me. I shrugged it off and carried on with my usual work.

Sorry it's shorter than my others, but I can assure you, the next chapter'll tickle your fancy and your dongers.