I showed my friend my erotica, and he thought I ripped this off of 50 shades of grey so... wonderful
Another heads up, this one doesnt really have that much of an erotic sense, more violence if anything. I apologise to all of you, and your dongers. BUT, it does make way for chapter 6
"When will this night of poultry pounding come to an end?" I thought. I looked up to see this false Chica leaning forward and making a soft noise, as if streching, then slump back to her original position. She then pushed herself off my head and reguided herself. Once again with a "Lennie grip", she held my arm and picked me up. I attempted to retreat, but I was light headed from all that weight on me so I could only flop back onto my chair. False Chica giggled and turned back to find the door remote.
I noticed it was by my feet so without thinking, I leaned forward to grab it. It took a little more effort than I had first expected but I pushed down on the black button. False Chica was a little shocked by the door randomly opening and looked back to see me holding the remote. She smiled sweetly, despite her ostentatious design. I noticed that, like with the fuzzy feet before, there were bird feet yet again waiting. Those these did not run away. As the door progressed, I began to see legs that were attached. False Chica seemed to notice and was in a blind panic for some unbeknown reason. The door kept lifting to reveal an abdomin, a torso, a bib, and eventually, real Chica, whose face looked far from impressed.
She stepped into my room without hesetation like she'd done before. All while false Chica tried to dive into the vents, yet her body was too large, so a pair of legs were just hanging out the shafts. Real Chica grabbed her previously severed arm and reattached it. Almost as if by magic, the arm worked immediatley. Briefly testing it by clenching her hand into a fist, she stormed over to the vents and reached for one of the rapidly-flailing legs. She pulled her out with immense speed, revealing a cowering Chica.
(So I don't need to keep refering to "old Chica" and "real Chica", I will say O and R)
R lunged at her, throwing her across the room like a bag of rubbish. O was too afraid and still feeling a bit euphoric from the earlier coitus, and so grabbed one of the spare screens in defense. I pulled out my phone and began recording in amazement. R snached it from her hands and broke it over her head, knocking her to the ground from my desk, causing me to jump back to avoid the confrontation. O swung her leg around at ankle height and knocked R to the floor, face first. "This is either really epic or fucking stupid" I thought to myself.
Another couple of minutes of those 2 beating the shit out of each other before I began to notice some shadowy figures in the distance. It was Bonnie and Balloon Boy. I knew that the Chica's meant no harm to me, but not these 2. Bonnie watched in horror as the 2 fought with chairs, plushies, moniters and my desk whereas Balloon Boy sat there laughing. "These girls must be making a racket" I thought. Then,in the distance, I heard the scrapping of metal and saw sparks fly to reveal a fox figure. "FOXY!" I shouted. The moment i did, he began sprinting for me. Bonnie and Ballon Boy were too psyched by the fighting to notice, or care. Foxy got within my light distance and was abut to pounce. A distraught R was seen to fly right across my office, with bits of broken glass accompaning her, which made Foxy stop in his tracks, and watch alongside Bonnie.
A minute had passed when O and R were wrestling with nothing but pre-programmed strength. "Right, this has got to stop" I said. I found the device that controlled the door and pressed it. I heard what sounded like a child saying "Aww" and watched the 3 animatronics awkwardly leave. I walked over to the pile of fighting birds, in an attempt to separate them, only to be knocked back by a stray R's fist. The 2 stared at me, as if I'd just been shot and immediately leaped up towards me where they synchronistically held me to the ground, feeling for what I presumed was broken ribs. I was fine, but said nothing as it felt strangely relaxing, like a massage. The 2 eventually accidentally crossed hands to feel the other areas of my body, at which point they looked at each other. It was then that an evil idea bloomed inside of them, shown by their grins.
The pair stood up and removed their bibs, exposing their breasts once more, all whilst not taking their eyes off me. "Not again!"