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Be aware, from here on the story is inappropriate for anyone of age below 18. If you chose to ignore this warning than I shall not hold any responsibility toward the state of the reader.

Story.

Previously,

Gregory was hiding from Vanessa in the ventilation. As he crawls further into the vent to find somewhere to lay low. His movement was put to halt when he hear foot stomping from the external part of the vent. He looks through the grill that place at bottom of the vent. He spots two figure walking side by side and one spoke to another "Hey, did you hear the commotion just now." He couldn't make out what they look like, all he could see are the top part of the head and their upper body "Yeah, I spot her running pass my room and she look anxious about something."

Now,

He shifts in the vent to properly take a look at their faces but something else attracted his eyes. It wasn't his attention to look at their chest but he did. Looks soft and firm, not to mention bigger than Vanessa's. His phallus enlarged in a blink of an eye, hitting against the metal vent causing a loud sound of 'thud'. The person he was looking at, now facing his way.

"Did you hear that, it sounded like its coming from up there" both of them approach and peek through the grill to see what cause the sound.

Gregory felt trap, he can't move forward because they will see him nor move backward due to his movement will give his position away. All he can do is to brace himself and see what the outcome will be.

Few minutes later, "Maybe it's nothing, come on let's go ask Vanessa what's all the commotion about." As they walk away, the sound of their footsteps shrinks little by little until it was completely quiet.

He was relief, they didn't think to check in here "Fuh, that was a close one". He continues on, with a pain at his crotch due to his bulge dragging along the bottom. "I don't think, I'm ever going to get used to this."

He arrives at the end of the vent but it split into two junction "Now, which way to go" tapping his chin. "Let's go, with right" as soon he took the right turn, he was sliding down a slope" I should off take the left turn!" His speed increases as he slides downward and Gregory about to experience some pain, when his foot come in contact with the vent grill forcing it open and out he goes. It's a good thing a large box of plushies was place directly beneath him and broke his fall.

Gregory relished every moment, that he still has a pair of healthy legs attach to him. Something he couldn't quite get out of his head is who was those two just now. Now, he thought to himself either he heads somewhere else or cower in this box of soft plushies where nothing could hurt him, break him or chase him out. He finds it quite comfortable, but as he came to his wits and regained his senses, he got out of the box and examined his surroundings.

"Oh, how wonderful where am I now" looking at the map doesn't help him in anyway shape or form because the room is pitch black. He navigates himself carefully through the darkness to find a light source.

"Why didn't I bring along a flashlight or a lighter, the security room must have a few, could be very helpful in this situation." While Gregory is walking, he accidently kicks something "Ah! Bollocks!" tripping himself face plant against the wall "Uhh…. Why…." Rubbing the pain away from his face "At least I found the wall, now to find the light switch." Waving his hand hoping to hit the switch.

After a few minutes of touching, tapping and rubbing the wall and a Click "Got it" the whole room lit up like a decorative house light. "Much better" he sees all kind of toys in one room "Woah, cool" he was bedazzled by the toys, ogling at each and every one of it. He picks up a Chica plushie "looks adorable, all of them are." Gregory wanted to stuff his backpack with some of the plushies and other toys but then he thought "I don't feel quite right doing such an unthinkable thing, it wouldn't be good on my conscious" putting it back but it didn't stop him from playing it, knowing he never get this chance ever again.

A few minutes of joy, he cleans the mess and later he could hear someone is nearby "Hello, anybody in there?" He whispered to himself "Oh, come on" the sound of the doors chimes open and the person enters the store, Gregory hid himself to not be spotted. The sounds of a footstep grew louder as the person approach.

"I think the staff forgot to turn the switch off" he peeks his head out of the corner to see who the person is and instantly his bulge grew. An alligator, beautiful not to mention with her punk hairstyle and she's tall much taller than Vanessa her green scale has tattoo or painted to look like a rockstar. Her chest is much bigger than the previous two he spots, slim curvy body, wide thick hips and big ass. She wore a tear up black shirt with guitar logo that only cover her chest, a tight short and a pair of black boots. He also thinks he saw this person somewhere before.

Gregory mentally spoke to his crotch "This isn't the right time to be aroused." The gator walks to the switch to turn it off. Gregory now sure he sees her somewhere "Her face resembles to the poster near the entertainer room." Pulling himself back to not give away his position. "I better get out of here quick."

When she reaches the switch, she accidently steps on something and it produce a squeak sound. She looks down it seems to be a Glamrock Chica rubber ducky. She takes a look at her surrounding and she spot an area clumpered with variety of toys. She thought to herself that someone is still in here. Stepping lightly as she possible can, so the person doesn't know that she's sneaking and to capture them by suprise.

Gregory took another peek but she was nowhere to be seen, now Gregory is worried "Where have she gone to? She was here a moment ago." The toy store door is wide open, he didn't think twice he make a quick run for it.

Alas, the gator appears out of the corner stopping him "Hah, gotcha" she grabs a hold of Gregory preventing him from running away. She smiles baring her sharp teeth "Now what are you doing in here, did you stole anything."

Gregory sees her teeth and he was so terrified he faint in her arm. The gator is now concerned "Hey kid, are you alright?" she shook him "Oh no, what should I do." She paces herself "Hey kid, are you dead?" no respond coming from the boy. She can't let Vanessa knows about this or she'll be in trouble "I better take him to my room for now."

She cleans the mess that Gregory left behind, turn off the light switch and closes the door. She heads toward her room, hugging Gregory close to her chest and hoping her body will hide the boy from others seeing him.

She took the backroom "It would be easier to move through there." She thought to herself, she can't keep holding him this way "There must be something I could use to keep a hold of him". To her fortune there's a Janitor room nearby "Ah, janitor's room there may be something of use in there."

Inside the room there's a rope and large blanket. She took the rope to tie Gregory to her body but not too tight to hurt him. Gregory is hugging her body and face in between her chest and she use the large blanket to wrap her whole body like a cloak. "Hopefully this will be enough" as soon as she got out the janitor room and there stood Vanessa "Fiddlestick" whispered Montina. "Oh…. Hey, Vanessa what are you doing here."

Vanessa is confused why's a gator coming out of the janitor room "I'm just doing a routine check-up" lying so the gator doesn't know about Gregory. "Forget about me, the question is what were 'you' doing in there Montina."

"I was um… I was returning the broom" sweating bullets.

"Why did you return the broom, what purpose did you have with the broom in the first place" curious.

"Just now, Roxanne accidently broke my mirror so I needed the broom to sweep the broken glasses" hoping she buys it.

"Fair enough, well you better get back to your room" Vanessa's about to walk away, Gregory unconsciously sucks on Montina chest. This causes Montina to squeak "Eep."

"Did you say something?" stop her on track.

"No, no, I didn't say anything." She felt something thick long and hard slide into her shorts rubbing against her crotch. This causes her face to grew bright red. "Yeah, I think I better head to my room it getting late." Montina leg it to get away from Vanessa's.

"What got her panties in a knickered" brushing the situation off "No use thinking about that now, I better find that little cretin" resumes her search for Gregory.

Montina is now basically running to get to her room as fast as she possibly can but the more she runs the more that thing rubs against her crotch. Her face are beets red and moaning under her breath, she holds it in by putting her hand up against her mouth to muffle the sound. She's just a few steps away from her room, she composes herself and took a glance expecting no one sees her. She shuffles herself to the back door of her room to prevent any extra movement from whatever is rubbing her down there.

Another problem arises, two of her friends having a conversation with one another blocking her way into the room. "Dang it" she thought to herself just ignore them and get into the room.

Both of her friend notices her and one speaks up "Hey Montina, do you know anything about hullabaloo."

"Nope, nothing, don't know, got to get some sleep. Good night" stretching her arm and pretends to yawn. Opens the door.

The other one stops Montina "By the way, what's with the get up" pointing at her blanket.

Montina looks at them "It's nothing" and closes the door.

"Okay, get some sleep we'll see you later." Leaving Montina alone.

"Finally, I made it, now to check up on the boy" she removes the blanket. She sees the boy snug cosily on her breast and she was relief that she didn't kill him but she was still jumble by what was it that gotten into her shorts.

She unties the boy from her body, as she pulls the boy away and the thing came out of her shorts with him, she was baffled by what she just witnesses. Something doesn't make sense, how could something like this exist. She was speechless and she couldn't take her eyes off of it. "I don't think this is a boy."

Extras.

Its understandable why the readers can be frustrated toward the writer who have incomplete story. Maybe in some circumstances must of change the writer life to persuade something else, or some serious matter causing the writer to make it a primary to be solve thus forgetting what was the person doing which is writing or they have run out of idea to which the plot should be pushed? or difficulties in developing a character suitable to the story or maybe they have passed away. Who knows? Right? Be patient, in time they 'may' continue the fictional story in other time.