I'd first like to thank everyone who's read and reviewed. That means a lot to me! I hope you all continue to enjoy it. Please be aware that the 'smut' and 'plot what plot' starts firmly in this chapter. Please be over the age of 18 to enjoy this. Thank you.

Avery had only just reached the door of the office when someone – or something – stopped him. Panicking as a hand slid over his mouth, Avery yelled helplessly into the palm over his mouth, not noticing that the body behind him was furry. An arm was around his chest, holding him close.

In any other pre-thought out situation, Avery would have enjoyed this.

But since he had zero idea about it, it freaked him out straight to the core.

"Hush, hush my sweet darling." Cooed a soft mechanical voice near his ear, making him half freeze at the sensation of air blowing along his ear. He stiffed in his captors arms, and the body behind him pressed against him gently. "If I lift my hand from your mouth, will you be quiet for me?" Was that Chica talking to him like that? Half stunned that the chicken he had seen washing tables could even be like this, Avery nodded as her hand far too close to his nose to feel comfortable. Chica made a sound, like a pleasant rumbling in her chest, and let the night guard go. Avery spun to face her, mouth open slightly as he looked her up and down.

She held him? Avery looked her over. She didn't look like she had the muscles to hold him like that, but at the same time, she was made out of metal for the most part. The soft yellow chicken giggled.

"I know I said to be quiet, but I never said don't talk." Chica said, grinning. It was very eerie, Avery decided, to be this close to an animatronic and still feel like it wasn't all metal and wiring. In fact, Chica looked more like ... well, like Chica.

As if that made any sense.

Chica giggled again, a flattering sound that seemed to go straight to Avery's cock, and she gently touched his face. "You're too cute. I won't let the others stuff you in a suit." She cooed again, this time pinching Avery's cheek in her hand.

"Hey!" Finally Avery found his voice and he gently swatted at her hand. He hated it when people touched his face; it was a pet peeve he couldn't shake no matter what he did. Chica gasped, drawing her hand back, tilting her head at the male.

"Did you just hit me?"

Uh oh. Avery – unsure of what to do in this situation – half shrugged, looking at the ground to answer. "N-no? Not really, I-"

He didn't a chance to explain. Chica had grabbed his wrist, and forcefully pulled him inside of the office, closing it behind her. Avery's heart pounded in his chest, suddenly worried about his life. This wasn't what he thought would ever happen to him! How was he going to explain this when they checked memories? Did they even do that? Or was that only-

Chica had once again gotten Avery's wrist, and quickly sat in the chair facing the empty desk, her hips barely squeezing past the arms. With a tug on his arm, Chica easily pulled the thin Avery over her lap, making the dark haired young man gasp in surprise. His cock was harder than diamond, and being against a furry body only made it harder.

Did she know he enjoyed being spanked?

"You aren't allowed to smack Momma Chica like that!" Chica scolded with quite a motherly tone, swiftly bringing her left hand down on Avery's ass. The male nearly leapt from his spot half sprawled over the animatronic chicken's lap, immediately thinking on how to make her stop. He wasn't ready for this- it was only his first night!

"C-chica! Let me up!" Avery said, squirming and struggling. The chicken simply took his right wrist and brought it behind his back, and tucked one of his legs under her's, and swatted his ass again. It was painful! There wasn't much padding for the metal under her 'skin', and it already stung on a second blow.

"Chica please!"

Chica gave Avery's jeaned ass three more hard and spaced out swats, before releasing him. Avery stood on wobbly legs, erection pressing hard against the material of his jeans, and he turned his back to the chicken to fix himself, although he knew that no amount of fixing would help this. He flinched when Chica's hand patted his sore ass, and he looked over his shoulder at her.

"Can you get out, please?" Avery asked after a second of some intense staring, his throat suddenly dry.

Chica unabashedly looked down at where his hand was, before she tilted her head again, as if conveying that she was confused. "Why?"

"So I can do my job?"

Chica narrowed her eyes, but there was a smirk on her face. "Are you the new night guard?"

"Yes, Chica. I am."

The chicken squealed and leapt to her feet, gathering Avery up in her arms and peppering his face with kisses. "You're going to be the best night guard here, baby! I can already tell!" She put him on his feet, and took both his hands in her's. Avery didn't fight it, his brain still fuzzy from the sudden changes in Chica's behaviour.

"You stay here and be good for Momma Chica, okay? If you're good I'll come back with something fun!" She smiled widely and kissed his cheek before squeezing around him and opening the office door, walking out into the darkness of the building.

Avery stood in stunned silence. He was harder than he had ever been and now Chica was giving him all of this attention? He gently touched his backside and bit his lip. He wouldn't be comfortable sitting all night now, that's for sure. He closed the office door, hesitating for a brief second before locking it, sitting at the desk with a wince. Looking at the tablet that showed him the security screens, Avery flipped through the available screens, seeing that all of the animatronics were where they were supposed to be.

As the screens were loading, Avery looked at the clock on the wall. It was only midnight.

This wasn't what Fred meant when he said 'stimuli'. Avery pinched the bridge of his nose, half hoping that none of the animatronics had see Chica's little display.

What the hell was Chica going on about 'momma chica' anyways?

Shaking his head and shifting in his seat a little, Avery looked up at the darkened glass and sighed. Maybe it was just something Chica did. She had always appeared to be motherly; at least that was how Avery had seen her as a child. Taking care of the very young ones brave enough to approach her, he could remember watching her sit kids on her lap and tell them stories before having to go on stage and sing and dance for them.

Ah, well. That was all in the past now. He turned to the tablet and flicked to the kitchen, where Chica was. She was cleaning up the dishes left over, humming and shaking her hips.

She had a cute tail.

Avery grinned, before cupping himself as he watched Chica on the tablet. She continued to hum and dance, before turning to the camera. She lifted her gaze and stopped humming, looking directly into the camera with a grin. Avery nearly came at the sight presented to him.

Chica had breasts.

Giving himself a squeeze, Avery watched as Chica rubbed her breasts slowly, running her fingers over her hardening nipples. The night guard groaned, realizing that she really was putting on a show for him. He unzipped his jeans and pushed them down past his hips, where his cock bounced in his loose fitting boxers. He got himself out and began to stroke, bottom lip between his teeth as he did so.

Unbeknownst to Avery, he had a very special visitor sitting just outside of the door, peeking through the glass.

"Mm, fuck." Avery groaned, closing his eyes and stroking himself firmly, wanting to cum quickly the first time so he wouldn't have to waste anymore time. Chica on the screen squeezed her breasts hard in her hands, opening her mouth in a silent moan. Avery bit his lip harder, bucking his hips up into his hand. Already he was so close.

"Fuck, Chica please..." He moaned, not hearing the office door open. Avery squeezed his cock as he watched, before nearly jumping out of his skin when a furry hand wrapped around his on his cock.

"Enjoyin' the show?" Came another voice – a male voice – and Avery turned his head, freezing in his seat. It was Bonnie. The blue bunny grinned from half flopped ear to ear, mimicking Avery's squeeze with a little more force. Avery groaned, and immediately clapped his hand over his mouth. How could he have left the door open?

Bonnie chuckled, and began to stroke Avery's cock. He wasn't very tall, probably only 5'7" which meant he was taller than 5'6" Chica, but shorter than 6' Foxy and Freddy. But he was a rabbit, and that meant he wouldn't be so easy to please.

"B-bonnie, what are-" Avery started to say, dropping his hand, but Bonnie wasn't having it.

"You haven't even been here an whole night yet and already you're cumming to Chica shaking her ass." Bonnie chided, but continued to stroke Avery's hard cock. "You're hard as a rock, aren't you?"

The young man didn't know what to say. With Chica still on screen, he wanted to watch her, but his attention was soley on Bonnie now. The blue rabbit gave Avery's cock another squeeze.

"Answer me!"

"Yes!" Avery was quick to answer. Bonnie smiled, and leaned in, taking Avery's chin with his other hand. He brought the young man in close, before licking his face and then releasing him complete- chin and cock. Avery slumped back in his chair, panting slightly. He wanted to cum so badly, but he couldn't – not with an audience.

Bonnie smirked at Avery. "Aren't you going to cum?" He asked the night guard. Avery swallowed, but didn't say anything. The bunny lost his smirk, and with such a serious face, Avery may have believed he would have been stuffed in a suit. "I said: aren't you going to cum." Bonnie repeated, his voice serious and low.

"B-bonnie, I can't-" Avery said softly, licking over his bottom lip. "You ... you gotta go, I'll stop watching Chica."

"No, I won't leave." Bonnie interrupted. "You just won't cum while I'm in the room." Bonnie grinned while moving smoothly to sit on the desk, facing Avery.

Fuck. This isn't at all what the kid wanted. Avery groaned, and cupped himself without thinking, making Bonnie reach over and cuff him around the side of the head. "Ow! The fuck was that for?" Avery demanded of the blue bunny.

"No touching yourself for an hour." Bonnie grinned, and Avery groaned, already frustrated.

Fuck.