Authors Note: Kinda feels weird to me to release a chapter on my birthday but what the hell. Enjoy everyone.
-PS. Sorry it took so long!
Update: I dun goofed!
...6 hours before night shift...
"That purple maniac pulled open the door like a purple fucking hulk and forced herself on me! What the hell kind of door are these!? Aluminum!? Oh and the asshole Freddy dragged me out of the damn restaurant like he was a guard. I mean what the hell happened to the lovable animatronics I used to know!? This isn't the the Freddy Fazbear Pizza restaurant my mom took to as a kid!" Mike yelled, pacing back and forth.
"Hmm, that is a problem. Mike we need to talk about you and Bonnie. You can't keep shooting it into her like that. She's probably leaking it right now." the boss mulled over. Mike stopped his pacing and slammed his hands on the desk.
"Please tell me you're joking! There is-I was attacked by two of your robots! I mean sexual assault charges are on the the table! Fucking restraining order against any and all of your fucking animatronics. And another thing! I heard from the guy on the phone that there is a six foot fucking fox at Pirates Cove! Excuse my french but what the fuck were you thinking? Why does she need to be-"
"Mike, what will it look like me asking the police to get a restraining order to keep, an animatronic that is made to entertain kids, away from you? Secondly, your cum is probably leaking out of Bonnie who is now entertaining kids. Which is even a bigger problem." The boss said.
"Bigger problem?! She raped me!" Mike whined.
"You're telling me you didn't liked it?" The boss questioned. Mike stopped and thought about what she said.
"Well it did feel good but she still attacked me! She lifted the door that was made to keep her out! Can you please do something about that!? Please!?" Mike pleaded. The boss smiled.
"Well since you made Bonnie happy, I will have the maintenance man fix the door before your shift starts. On top me allowing you to have 20 percent more power for your shift. However, I do ask that the next time you and Bonnie decide to have fun, you use a condom." The boss said. Mike blinked at her.
"But-"
"How about I give you a raise and you go be a nice guard and work night 3?" The boss interrupted.
Night 3 12 am...
Mike watched the tablet. Switching the feed from the backstage to Pirate's Cove. Making sure no animatronic was walking about. Five minutes had passed with no activity happening. Another minute had passed before the telephone began to ring.
Hello? Well congrats on making it to night 3! You're doing great! I got word from the boss you got more power! Which is a pretty sweet deal. Hehe! Anyway, I was going to ask why Bonnie wasn't aggressive towards me during my shift but then I saw this... letter. She uh... Addressed it to you. I'll read to you. Ahem!
Dear Mikey, last night was better than expected but unfortunately I won't be able to spend this night with you because Chica is next so tomorrow night you'll be mine.
-Love Bonnie
Hehe, never would've thought you two would hit it off so well that you would... Maybe you had your reasons I mean you are a 19 year old and you get... urges. This of course begs the question where in the world did you stick it?! Or maybe she- Nevermind. I am not judging you I just think that... maybe you should've... not do with an animatronic. I mean seriously... Then again, it probably wasn't your idea and you made a deal so that she wouldn't kill you. That's just my hope though. Or maybe I read too much into the letter and you two just...talked? I'll go with that. I probably shouldn't jump to conclusion so fast. Anyway, I guess you can expect to be seeing Chica a lot this night. Um something i should mention about her. She really loves food...pizza in particular and she thinks she's overweight so don't mention anything about her size. It may seem kinda crazy cause her figure is just as slim as Bonnie's but she's very sensitive. So be careful. Well that's all I have for you! Goodluck!
"How did he jump to a conclusion from a letter li-" running footsteps stopped Mike from finishing his sentence. He turned to his right. The footsteps grew louder. Mike jumped from his seat and closed the right door. A second later an unseen force began pounding hard on the metal door. Suddenly a thought hit Mike's head. He turned to the other door and darted towards it. Just as his hand came within reach, a yellow figure quickly moved inside and blocked his path. His head collided with the figures metal stomach. He stumbled back holding his head in agony.
"Calm down, Mikey it's just me." It said. Mike looked up, two feet from him stood Chica. Her hands rested on her hips. Her bib that read lets eat covered her perfectly shaped breast. Mike swallowed hard as he backed himself into the opposite end of the office.
"S-Stay back" He shouted, shoving his hand into his pockets he then produced a pencil "I am not afraid to use this!"
Chica rolled her eyes.
"What are gonna do? Write me a horrifying note? Mikey, I'm only here to-"
"I know why you're here! I rather die than to be passed around like some toy!" Mike yelled, holding the pencil in front of him.
"Oh. Ok, let's eat!" Chica said. Her eyes turned black and her small white irises peered angrily at Mike. Mike's face drained of all color as the nightmarish curvy animatronic slowly made it's way towards him.
"No wait! I-I didn't mean it! I was just joking!" Mike screamed, putting his hands in front of him. Chica stopped a few feet away.
"Hahahaha! Bonnie was right, you're way too easy to scare!" Chica laughed. Mike was still shaking. The image of her black eyes, was still playing in his mind.
"P-P-Please don't make your eyes do that ever again." He pleaded. Chica cupped her right hand under his chin.
"You don't have too much to worry about. Bonnie likes you a lot." Chica whispered.
"Why did you say 'Let's Eat' if you weren't going to hurt me." He questioned. Chica placed her free hand on his crotch and squeezed it gently.
"Well I wasn't going to kill you. I would've only bit off your arm and then have my way with you." She answered, while undoing his zipper.
"Why in the world are you and others so mean to me?"
"Because you keep making us wait, silly." Chica laughed, before getting on her knees and pulling out his cock.
Outside the office, Freddy stared on in anger.
"This is new. I thought we were supposed to do the stuffing, not the other way around." A voice said from behind. Freddy didn't turn around. He knew who was behind him but couldn't tear his glare from Mike.
"It all started when the our master decided to implement changes." Freddy growled. The figure took a step closer towards Freddy.
"You mean turning Bonnie and Foxy into females?"
"No, they were still committed to stuffing guards then. This sort of thing didn't happen until we got... new parts. Parts we don't need. We're Fazbear freaking robots. We entertain children during the day and kill non children at night. We are not human pleasure toys." Freddy explained.
"Oh, I see you're not happy about your biggest fan getting extra attention? Or are you not happy that Chica is riding Mike and not you?" The figure laughed. Freddy turned to it, his white iris punching holes into the figure.
"I hate it when you joke like that Golden! Bonnie and Chica are the only ones who want him alive," Freddy fumed. He turned to the window and watched as Chica forced Mike to the ground. "Night five! He will know the joy of creation!"
"Why don't you just go in there and bend him over already? You know you want to." The figure sighed.
"Why do you think that I want to do that?!" Freddy asked.
"Because I know you." the figure said.
"Shut up. I am getting me some rest." Freddy said, but didn't move.
"So are you going to tell me a plan or keep watching Mike stuff Chica?" the figure asked. Freddy growled before walking away.
"You still didn't tell me how you are plani-"
"I'm working on it!" Freddy shouted.
"So I guess that means no killing him tonight?" The figure shouted back.
"We can't kill him GG!" Freddy answered.
"Than what do you mean by he will know the joy of creation if we can't kill him?!" the figure asked but was met with silence.
The figure turned to the window before finally disappearing into the darkness.
Chica started to ride Mike harder. Forcing his cock deeper each time her soft butt slammed against his lap. Chica smiled feeling a new sensation circle through her as her pace quickened. The two began letting out moans of pleasure. Chica grabbed Mike's shirt as pleasure began to build up between. Mike felt the familiar wave of his climax approaching. He opened his eyes to see Chica as she rode him. Her big breast flopped up and down along with her bib. As Mike placed both hands on either side of her waist, a thought quickly formed in his head followed by a small chill of fear.
If he finished first would she be disappointed and ki- the thought vanished from his mind as Chica's moist fold began to squeeze him. Mike let out a deep groan. Chica humped him urgently feeling something very pleasurable arrive. Mike's eyes went wide as he forced Chica down onto his erection, pushing the tip of his cock into deepest part of her. Chica yelled in pleasure while Mike grunted with his release, unlike Bonnie his seed seemed to splash against something before oozing down the sides of his shaft. The climax the two shared slowly subsided. The aftershocks caused Mike's member to throb inside. Their eyes met. Chica smiled at Mike for a brief moment.
"That was fun." She said, her stomach than let out a loud grumble. Chica quickly stood up causing Mike's softening cock to pop out of her. She ran towards the door stopping only to open it.
"W-Where are you going?" Mike asked. Chica turned to him.
"I can tell but then I will have to kill you." She answered. Mike shifted uncomfortably
"Why?" Mike asked. Chica's eyes turned black.
"Stop asking questions Mike, or else I'll rip out your throat!" Chica giggle. She then ran outside. Mike let out a sigh as Chica's footsteps quickly faded away.
