A/N: Okay, fuck that game lol Just leave a review saying what you fucking want to fucking happen god fucking damn it. No, I'm not mad, there's just fucking in this chapter... so it is convenient for me to throw you off by saying something opposite of that which I implied and/or said to which is also the opposite that I mean. Anyone confused? No? Great! If a cat is wet, is it correct to say that the pussy is wet? Furthermore, if a truck... why the fuck are you still here? You could have been reading the story by now. So... go read.
Angels
"Alex, what are you trying to say?"
"Would you get out of my room please?"
Alex is lying on his bed, staring at Ashley. He had escaped to his sanctuary to avoid her... unfortunately, she barged in, wanting answers.
"Tell me damn it!"
"No!"
Alex had pushed her out, but she was pushing back against the door. She kept ramming into it, forcing him to brace himself.
"Ashley, be the angel you are and piss off!"
"Are you calling me a whore?!"
"I never said that... fuck off!"
"I am not a whore!"
"Neither was Ryan!"
With a growl, Ashley kicks the door as hard as she can... and ends up hurting herself in the process. Alex, meanwhile, is laying on his bed again, playing Halo.
"Okay... bash! Ha, die bitch! Okay, la la la... wait... the fuck is...? Oh shit! Flood! Nope. No. No. No no no no no no no no no! Fuck you! Fucking damn it! I died..."
Alex turns off his Xbox and sighs heavily. "I'm bored..."
"Alex, you dick! Open the door!"
"Ashley, go play with your boy toy."
"Not until you open the door!"
"No."
As Ashley fumes with rage, she had no idea Mangle was standing next to her, smiling. She growls and, as she turns, she sees him, nearly scaring her half to death.
"Jesus, you scared me!"
Mangle looks down in shame and says, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scare you..."
"Well... it's alright... I guess..."
Mangle looks up at her and smiles. "It is? Really?!"
Ashley slowly nods her head, not used to someone being this excited... though starts to panic when Mangle grabs her wrist.
"What are you-" though her question is soon answered when he takes off down the hall, leading her to...
"Why are we going to the living room?"
"To have fun."
"What sort of fun?"
"You'll see."
Mangle leads her to the couch before sitting down, forcing her to do the same. Repositioning himself, Mangle stares at Ashley, who frowns at him, before he whips out his cock. She cocks her head... and upon seeing his erection, her eyes go wide.
"What the hell? Are you-"
That's when he positions her hands on it, and with a smile, says, "Have fun."
"Have... fun?"
Foxy, staring at Ryan, asks, "How long?"
"How long what," she shoots back, not even staring at him.
"How long have you been... you know..."
"Don't act like it's some disease. It's a baby... our baby."
"But... what would a baby look like if I'm the father? I'm... you know... not really... alive."
"Well, we'll find out in seven months then."
"Seven... months? You're that far along? And you didn't tell me that because?"
"You kept wanting to have sex so... didn't think it was important."
With a sigh, Foxy asks, "So what now?"
"Well... you and I won't be doing anything anymore... so go play with Ashley and... that other one."
"But babe-"
"Foxy... don't call me babe right now. I'm not feeling like myself and I'm getting angry and upset and happy... and I've been feeling all those at the same time so... don't call me babe right now, okay?"
"Okay then... I'm sorry..."
"Just... just go. Hang out with Ashley or something. Okay?"
Foxy nods and turns before leaving Ryan alone. She sits on her bed and, with a sigh, asks to no one in particular, "Why did I do that?"
As Foxy sits down on the couch, he looks over to see Ashley jacking off Mangle. He cocks an eyebrow, not sure if what he is seeing is actually real. There she was, whether it was a look of disapproval or irritation, her hands sliding up Mangle's dog dong.
Well, she made his bitch... his mate Ryan mad so...
Quickly grabbing her other hand, he pulls it away from Mangle's cock and places it on his own.
Perhaps he and that fucking rapist could team up with this. After all, it's forgive and forget. Leaning back and giving a glance at Mangle, a motion Ashley could not see, Foxy smiles and gives a short nod, to which Mangle gives a thumbs up, confusing Ashley... but Foxy understood completely.
This was going to be fun.
As she jacked them off, their knots swelled up, signaling that they were close, a signal she didn't understand. Well, she soon understood, though it wasn't the way she wanted.
They both came, surprisingly at the same time, covering not only their own chests and stomachs, but they covered her stomach and legs as well. When they relaxed, she let go of their cocks, her hands covered in their seed.
"I need to wash up..."
She walks off towards the bathroom, disgusted by the whole thing. Foxy and Mangle, however, were planning on making her their bitch. They were going to have a lot of fun with her... and she had no idea. All they had to do was trick her into accepting... sign a contract or lose a bet... something.
They just needed to think of something.