"Harder ... harder ... Do it, Anon, inside of me."

Baby's words of encouragement were driving me wild-they weren't dirty, but that silky-smooth voice still did things to me. I don't think a time will come when just hearing her talk doesn't give me a tingle down there.

We had been having sex literally all night. The last time I glanced at the clock after an orgasm, it was midnight-now, the sun had risen and was shining brightly through the windows as I continued to give the dick to my clown robot. Her huge, glossy-white-painted metal legs were spread as she leaned against the wall for balance. I could hear the tips of her fingers scraping against the wall as I somehow pushed her forward despite our size differences. I think she was just moving in time with me, but the illusion of actually overpowering her was enough to get me closer to orgasm. I let out a loud, pleasured grunt as I shoved my erect cock into her somehow-warm and soft pussy one last time, feeling my dick throbbing as my cum pumped into her.

"F-Fuck! Yes!" I moaned, leaning forward and wrapping my arms around Baby's waist. I held her close to me as I finished my orgasm, feeling my legs begin to tremble. It was difficult to stand up after shooting a load into her, but holding on to her was enough to keep me balanced. Baby's cheeks lit up and she gave me a smile, turning her head to look at me. Her green eyes were still glowing, despite the sunlight filling the room. "Hey ..." I spoke up in between heavy breathing, looking at her. "Why do you always tell me 'harder' or 'faster,' can you really feel a difference?"

"Yes, I can," Baby replied, not moving from her leaning position. "My sensors can tell how fast or forcefully I'm being touched. Would you like to go once more before the store opens for the day? We could hide in the office if you prefer."

"That ... might be a good idea," I said, hearing cars start to drive by outside. People were beginning their morning trips to work or wherever people go. "One more time to get relaxed for the day, and a private spot to clean you up ..." I pulled my dick out of her and quickly yanked my pants up from my ankles, dressing enough that I could be considered 'decent' should someone walk in. Thankfully, the door didn't open as we walked through the room. Part of me kept thinking we would be interrupted all night, whether it was from Baby's brightly-shining cheeks reflecting through the windows, or me moaning so loud that it would scare any animals outside.

Well, I finally did it. I know I had the same thought last night, but it was still something I had to process. I finally fucked the robot, and I loved every second of it. She didn't try to kill me, either! Now I could get a handjob or outright sex from Circus Baby without feeling a hint of fear or guilt from it. Then again, I never felt guilty anyway. I could hear Baby's heavy footsteps as she followed me into the office, only stopping to walk towards the control console and lay down on it, opening her legs once more.

I stood in front of her and reached out, pressing that new 'fun switch' directly under her chest. I watched in anticipation as her red top was 'pulled up' inside of her and revealed those glossy, white, round metal tits. I'll never know how whoever made this could make them actually bounce as a real human's would, but I don't care. If they weren't huge masses of metal, I'd try titfucking her. The idea of 'round metal tits' would make me laugh if they weren't right here in front of me. It still sounds ridiculous in the back of my mind.

Her 'round, supple, metal tits with a glossy white finish.' I wanted to snicker a little, but sliding my dick back inside of her and feeling her ever-so-gently squeeze it with her inner walls made me forget about that entirely. I started to slowly thrust, watching as her chest heaved alongside my pushing and her eyes staring into mine. She let out a soft moan and I could see her gripping at the console underneath her; thankfully she wasn't actually breaking it, although it did now look like I had taken that old sledgehammer to it. It's not like Baby actually needs it anyway.

I don't care if it's all just something to fool the customers and keep the entertainment going; I don't want this to ever end. I'll lie to this town's idiots every single day if it means I get to keep coming in and spending time with Circus Baby. She can sing and shuffle around by day and I'll unload every drop of cum I have into her at night. All night, if my body allows it. The sound of gears and metal insides moving and pushing as we fucked rang through my ears as we moved in unison; the faster the sounds came, the more aroused I got. It would sound like a machine malfunctioning to anyone else, but to me, they were the sounds of fast, hard sex.

"More, Anon ..." Baby whispered, her pigtails bobbing as I thrust faster inside of her. "Please, empty yourself inside of me again, you dummy ..." Damn that voice! I shoved my cock inside to the hilt, squeezing her chest as I felt another load start to gush inside of her. Before I finished, I collapsed on top of her. I felt like my heart could beat out of my chest as Baby's hand reached around me and gently started to stroke my back. The cold metal's touch was instantly relaxing. "That was amazing, Anon ... I am very glad you pushed my special button."

"Me too, Baby," I replied, laying still and enjoying the feeling of her hand on my back. "I should ... probably get ready for the day ... you'll have to go back to your stage." I grabbed a clean shirt from the box and made sure I looked presentable before leaving the office. I peeked out from behind the doorway and looked around; Anondos wasn't here, and no sign of Mike. I motioned for Baby to follow and we slowly walked into the room. She turned for her stage but we both froze in place when we heard what came next.

"There you are, it took you two long enough!"

I felt the color leave my face as I met eyes with my uncle and the blue-fedora'd guy from before. My uncle had his arms crossed and looked very annoyed as he walked towards me. I glanced over at Baby, who was trying to fake it and stood in place on the stair, drooping down as if she was turned off. My uncle looked over at her and scoffed.

"Circus Baby Ten-Seven-Sixteen, I know you're not deactivated," My uncle said, staring at Baby. "Your function should have been completed by now. Come over here," Baby quickly stood at full attention and walked down the stairs, her footsteps shaking the room as she returned to my side. My uncle looked her up and down. "Well? Are you full?"

"Yes, I am," Baby replied, holding up her right hand. "My hand's receptacle has been filled for quite some time, and my lower one as well. My lower one was just recently filled to the point of overflow."

"Overflow? You went crazy, did you?" My uncle turned to ask me. I couldn't bear to look at him. "She wasn't supposed to gather too much, just enough. Did you have to do it more than once?" Wait, how does he know and what is he talking about? "Circus Baby, prepare to empty yourself," My uncle leaned in closer to the fedora guy, thinking he was now whispering. "We can sell it for scrap after we get the stuff ..."

Scrap? They want to tear apart Baby after I got her working and new? I imagined the destroyed state that Anondos found her in. I couldn't see her look like that again. I just couldn't. I was still trying to process everything that was going on right now, hoping I'd just wake up and I'd still be balls-deep inside Circus Baby's robot pussy and laying on top of her.

But no such luck. In fact, luck just dickslapped me.

"Mornin', boss!"

Mike greeted me as he and Anondos walked in. They paused in their tracks, looking at my uncle and the fedora guy. They then looked at Baby, then back at me. I glanced over at Baby, seeing my cum was trailing down her left leg. It wasn't a huge amount, but it was enough to be noticeable. Anondos walked closer to me and shook his head, giving me a very angry look.

"You fucking did it," He started, shaking his head at me. "You ... you fucking idiot ... you actually went through with it. Why?" His angry look turned to one of sheer confusion and sadness. "We had all this going, and you ... why, man? Why?"

"You had all what going?" The fedora guy said, walking between us. "You had a test group, one birthday party, and some walk-in customers. You've made less than five-hundred dollars in the span of two weeks. You're lucky we still let you in the building. If it wasn't for the plan, we'd just have the three of you killed. It's a shame the blonde one survived that heart attack ..."

"What?!" Mike sounded furious, something I had never heard before. He turned to look at me and quickly approached me, picking me up off the ground by my shirt collar. "You got Tricia put in the hospital on purpose? After I trusted you and considered you a friend? You tried to kill my family?" He dropped me without so much as a second look, turning back around to face my uncle and his cohort. "You're lucky she survived, man, because I'd be suing your asses even harder than I'm planning to now."

"I didn't do it on purpose! I didn't mean to do it at all!" I protested, furiously shaking my head. "Baby just ... I-I mean, she ..." I hesitated. Do I just let everything out of the bag and tell them that she's alive? They already know I had sex with her. My two best friends now hate me because of me thinking with my dick. "Baby was jealous and thought Tricia liked me. I told her she didn't. I never meant for that to happen, I swear."

"Your robot was jealous?" Anondos asked, looking at Baby. Baby's pigtails bobbed, her cheeks flickered, and she nodded. "It's a robot. You're just going fucking crazy. I don't even know how you found a hole to fuck that thing, but it's not like it's your lover or some shit. It's a robot."

"I am perfectly capable of being more than an entertainer." Baby replied. Anondos and Mike froze, looking at Baby with expressions of terror on their faces. Anondos slowly backed away, looking from Baby to me. Baby took a step towards him. "I do not want Anon to spend time with other people if it can be prevented. You are his friend. I had no reason to worry about you getting between us."

"I-It can really talk?!" Anondos exclaimed, looking at me. "You knew and you didn't fucking tell us?!" I nodded in reply, looking away from him and remaining quiet. I'm still hoping this is just a terrible dream, otherwise this is the worst day of my life. "You mean it knew when it scared Tricia into a heart attack? It knew when it scared all those kids? It knew everything and you pretended you didn't know shit?!"

"Scaring the kids was an accident!" I replied. "That was a faulty show tape! She doesn't know what she's doing when ... she's ... asleep ..." I trailed off, hearing myself talk. I'm going to be committed and labeled insane, aren't I? "I thought she was just a robot too until she talked to me, and then ... things just kept going." I stepped towards Baby; something in me saw her as my protector in this situation. After remaining quiet to listen to my friends roast me, my uncle finally opened his mouth to speak.

"The robot isn't your little girlfriend, it isn't your friend, it isn't even your entertainer," He said, shaking his head. "You think I'd give my idiot, lazy-ass nephew a restaurant to ruin? I paid to get the robot fixed because we needed it. I got pissed off when you spent my money on this shitheap because I knew it would ultimately go to waste."

"But you said you'd help with money, and then you-" I started to protest, but he cut me off.

"I was lying, you idiot! I had to make you think this was going your way!" He shouted. "All we needed was you to fill up the robot and then it could kill you for all I care! Your poor side of the family is no use to me, you were just the only one stupid enough to get into this for me."

"Enough drama, someone explain this shit, please," Anondos stepped between us, glancing at Baby whenever he took a step. "Before that thing kills us all."

"Remnant." Fedora Guy finally spoke again. "We could gather it from the children that Freddy's band accidentally got their hands on. We're not sure how to gather it from adults, but someone at the lab had the idea of ..." He visibly cringed before continuing to speak. "... semen. An adult's blood didn't contain anything we could use to make Remnant so we thought another bodily fluid might do the trick. Circus Baby should be full of that, so now we can drain it from her and use it for experimenting. As for you all, well ... I doubt anyone's really going to miss you people."

"... I thought there wasn't a dead kid inside of Baby. I checked," I said. "That was one of the reasons I even bothered fixing her."

"Oh, God no!" My uncle replied, shaking his head. "You think we're stupid enough to try that again after the news keeps catching wind of it? This town's gonna run out of kids before we get enough Remnant to do anything! The only thing inside that robot is your disgusting loser fluid! There was never a child inside this one." Well, at least there's that. It doesn't make sense in the grand scheme of things, but whatever.

"There could've been if her claw had happened to grip something." Fedora Guy added. "That would've been easier in the long run. Now we're stuck dealing with you."

"So it was all a lie. Baby never liked me. It was just a way to trick me into giving you cum." I said, slowly processing the story as I spoke. "That's disgusting. But she helped me, she talked to me, she ... she was my friend." I could feel my eyes burning from tears, but I quickly wiped my eyes. I couldn't let anyone see my defenses lowered right now. "I ... I loved her."

"That's why you're stupid enough for this," my uncle replied with a grin. "You're so starved for a woman that you'd fuck a robot that looks like one." He looked over at Baby, who was still at my side. "Enough of this, I have things to do. Circus Baby, get rid of our problem. We can see that his little friends don't make it home. Place burning down should good enough for the media ..." he scoffed. Anondos almost jumped to punch him, but Mike held him back by his underarms.

I looked over at Baby. I could hear gears turn as she turned her head to face me. I could feel the color drain from my face and my entire body started to tremble. I rejected having animatronics at the start for this very reason. I didn't want to see any kids die at the hands of Freddy's killer robots, and now here I am. What I wouldn't give for a cliche and to hear Baby suddenly reject the command to kill me because she somehow learned to love. Please, please give me a cliche. If not a cliche, at least a new pair of pants before I die. Fear had made me begin to piss myself.

"Baby, please!" I started to plead, looking into her flickering green eyes. "I-I love you, please don't do this. I'll forget this ever happened! I'll start doing drugs until I smoke it out of my head forever! Please don't kill me!" Baby's stomach slowly started to open up. I wanted to run, but my feet were stuck fast to the floor. I couldn't so much as lift a hand to push her away. Her cone-holding claw slowly came out of her endoskeleton, snapping closed like an alligator's powerful jaws. I looked into Baby's lifeless eyes as she looked straight ahead.

At least the sex was good.

The familiar sound of her loud 'scaring' scream filled my ears as the squeezing claw shot forward-and past me. I quickly turned, seeing it had found a target: the inside of my uncle's chest. His eyes were wide as he looked straight ahead-the shock and the intense pain was obvious on his face. I heard some clicking noise and watched as the claw struggled to pull away as if it was caught on something. When the metal beam gave one firm yank towards Baby, I saw the reason. The little metal clamper wasn't stuck-it was trying to pull something out with it:

My uncle's still-beating heart.

"Wow, I had no idea it was that strong," Fedora Guy commented as my uncle fell to the floor on his back. Blood started to spurt from the gaping hole in his chest like a fountain. Fedora Guy grimaced and shook his head. "Shame, he was a good source of money for us. Oh well, easy come, easy go." Baby's claw started to clamp once more and shot towards him-he swiftly stepped aside, dodging it completely. "Nah, that doesn't work with me. If I can survive the first Chica trying to cram the cupcake down my throat, I can take a little stick with a grabber."

"So, uh ... what happens now?" Mike asked. He and Anondos walked up next to me. Baby's claw returned to her stomach and her body closed back up. "Do we die, or does he keep the robot, or ..." The three of us watched as Fedora Guy was now finishing emptying a gas can on the floor. We looked at the trail of gas-it went to the door and had big splots in key places that would burn faster.

"Sorry, what?" He asked us. "I had that waiting by the door in case something happened, and, well, you know how it is ..." He shrugged, giving us a smile as if this was all some wacky accident. "I'll tell you guys what. No one would believe you to start with, so if you make it out of here alive, I'll forget I know any of you." He looked over at me. "Give me your cell phone. I want to call the fire department so they can be here by the time we're all gone or you're burning, whichever comes first."

"What?" I asked, reaching into my pocket and pulling out my phone. "Why would you warn-" he snatched my phone from me and started to tap the screen. I have no clue how he got past my extremely powerful password (80085, I'm a goddamn genius,) but he continued to tap faster than a soccer mom playing one of those candy puzzle games. In seconds, he thrust my phone back in my direction.

"Someone's on the way, so make peace with your chosen God and I'll see you whenever your souls decide to get revenge on us!" With a smile on his face and a friendly wave, he flicked a lighter and let it fall from his grasp. In seconds, I could hear the front door swinging as he left. As soon as the first flame shot up from the floor, Anondos, Mike, and I started to run for the door. Luckily, my uncle didn't bring any kind of explosive to finish the job quickly. When the three of us stepped outside, I froze: Baby. She didn't follow us. I turned and started to run back inside, but felt myself get held back-Mike had gripped my shoulder.

"It's a robot! It's not worth it, boss!" He shouted through the loud roar of the flames. I felt a little relieved that he'd returned to calling me 'boss,' but I didn't have time to care much; I couldn't lose my Circus Baby. "No! Don't-be-stupid!" Mike struggled to hold me, trying to talk as I pushed his arms away from me. "You won't make it back!"

"Then I'll be with her forever," I said, turning to give Mike and Anondos one last look before going back. "This is all my fault, you guys. I fucked the robot. Let me pay for it."

"There's no soul in there to be with! You don't go to heaven with your toaster if you die holding it, dipshit!" Anondos shouted at me as I ran into the building.

It was almost impossible to see through the thick black smoke, but there was one thing I could make out: the flickering of Baby's red cheeks. I made a beeline towards the source of the light, not caring if I tripped or ran into anything. When I finally reached her, I reached out to grab her-only to instantly pull my hand back from the extremely hot surface I touched. Duh, she's made of metal.

"You shouldn't have come back, dummy," I heard Baby speak as I tried my best to stay focused-the thick smoke and heat were quickly making me feel woozy. "I have experienced being destroyed before. It is how we met. If you are destroyed, you can't be repaired. I don't want that to happen."

"I ... came back for ..." That's the last thing I remember saying before I collapsed in front of her. Everything after that is a blackout.

What happened?

I remember the fire and I remember going back in for Baby. Now here I am, back in my living room. My hair was charred on the tips and my shirt was burned around the bottom. My pants and everything else was black from the smoke. What happened to Anondos and Mike? I know they got out, but where are they now?

Where's Circus Baby? Where's my Baby?

I quickly sat up from my laying spot on the couch. I frantically looked around as if someone was going to appear out of the shadows and explain everything to me; no such luck. I'm home alone. I stood from the couch and continued looking around. No one was here. It's just me. I survived the fire and made it out of Freddy's. My uncle had his heart yanked out by Baby's cone claw after he told her to kill me. As far as I know, his body burned up with the restaurant.

I reached for my pocket and patted it-I could feel my phone. I pulled it out, hoping that maybe it would give me an answer; I had three-dozen missed calls, most of which coming from a number I didn't recognize. A few texts were at the bottom of my notification list, with one being from Anondos:

"Mike and me r ok. Went 2 cops. Cops said we r crazy they r probably paid under table. Mike says we should b in witness protection so freddys dont find us and finish the job. message u when i figure shit out. Tricia is coming home 2day she is fine. She doesnt remember Baby doing it and thanks she fainted. btw i said dont fuck the robot."

I rolled my eyes at that last bit. I should've listened. At least everyone was going to be okay.

Maybe I should look into witness protection myself. Usually, people who mess up something for Fazbear Entertainment just end up dead so there's no one to follow up on. Would they try to kill the three of us for knowing what was really going on?

As I went through my list of missed calls, I saw that I had a voicemail. When I heard the voice on the other end, I started to feel sick.

"This is Fazbear Entertainment. Your Circus Baby animatronic was found damaged at your location. We have taken the liberty of having it repaired, as it was mostly cosmetic. Your animatronic entertainer is one of our flame-retardant models, so it should operate without issue. We-" the voice was stopped by another person trying to cut in.

"It was dried up!" It was the fedora dude. No idea how he was able to contact me so fast. "You took so goddamn long fucking the thing that everything in the hand was crusty and the fire just made the rest of it crust up inside! It's unusable! You piece of shit! I swear to God, this will be the death of you-" click.

So all of that really happened. They were actually collecting my cum inside of Baby to use it for some weird Freddy's science. If they bothered telling me they fixed Baby, what were they planning to do with her? Were they gonna make me just start over from square one and hope I was stupid enough to do it all again? Do they want me to actually run a business for them now?

My phone started to vibrate-I looked down, seeing a banner for an app I didn't recognize. The icon was a picture of Freddy's face.

"Thank you for subscribing! Fazbear Funtime has sent out your new best friend! Your subscription for 1,000,000 year(s) of service has been activated!" What the fuck? I didn't even download this thing-wait a minute. This is why that smiling asshole wanted my phone. He wanted to make sure he could finish me. "Enjoy your time with your new Fazbear Funtime friend!" The message ended.

They're sending Freddy to kill me, aren't they? I didn't even have time to change my name and grow a mustache. I don't even know what they did to Baby. How did she get away with only cosmetic damage? How is a kids' animatronic 'flame-retardant'? How can fire be retarded? How is anything fucking anything at this point?!

And there's a knock on the door. I wonder if they used the old model or a Toy Freddy.

I slowly reached for the door, but the knob started to turn without me. The door slowly pushed forward and I heard a heavy footstep approach. A footstep belonging to a red, pointed shoe with a bell at the tip. Red, glossy pigtails bobbed back and forth as my 'Funtime friend' entered my home. Red cheeks on my friend's face flickered, and a pair of bright, blue eyes turned to green as they met my gaze. My friend's hand was clasped around a microphone, and that hand slowly moved up and down in a pumping motion.

"Special Delivery, Anon."