Author's Note

Hey everyone, I apologize for the long wait. I don't know why I have such a problem writing zany adult stories like this and struggle with motivation so much, but I do want to continue it lol. Again sorry for the wait, life got in the way but I'm back now. It's about to get horny again next chapter so get ready, I guess lol.

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FNAF Security Breach - Sleep No More (Unused)

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(04/07/2025)

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"Don't die, Mike." = Normal Speech

''Just gotta get through the night...'' Normal Thoughts

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M rating for mature themes, nudity, romance, adult themes, blood, violence, and sexual themes.

Chapter 4

Night two's adventure

He let out a shuddering breath as he sank into his seat, the dull sound of the desk fan humming filling the otherwise quiet security office. The lights all changed to a dim function as soon as the clock struck midnight, the once bright facility now a shadowy quiet structure. Ventilation tunnels above his office hummed to life to keep the air flowing clean and clear, the sound only adding to the white noise that filled his office.

He found his hand grasping the mouse atop his desk, beginning his slow trek through the litany of cameras that littered the massive building, searching for all of the girls to make sure he kept tabs on them for the rest of the night. So far none of them had moved from their rooms, all lingering around just the same as they had the first night like nothing had changed at all.

He swallowed thickly, slowly clicking one by one as he scanned the video feeds one after the other.

Vanny and Bonnie were in a room together, laying out across a couch spooning. The bigger bunny's large breasts were pressed firmly into Vanny's smaller chest, a rather lewd looking hug the two were sharing as they laid together. Eventually, he wasn't sure quite how, but they picked up on the fact that he was watching them. His eyes widened in surprise when the two of them both turned his way on time with each other, staring unblinkingly up at the camera…

They were staring right at him.

He shook his head as he clicked to the next camera, coming upon the room of Foxy and Roxanne relaxing on a couch beside each other. They didn't seem to notice him and he was worried that if he lingered then they very well might so he decided to keep going forward. He found that Chica, both sisters, had already vacated the room and had decided that a midnight snack was in order. The loud clanging was enough to draw his attention through the audio feed from the camera in the back stage staff kitchen.

The two of them were going down on a pair of pizzas that seemed to have been left out for them as if peace offerings. They were messy too, as he found himself unable to look away as Chica's bib was snapped free from around her chest as she dug into a particularly large slice of pizza, her bountiful tits bouncing free from their prison. He knew he should look away, not take this chance to ogle her, but he found it difficult to do so.

He shook his head violently, clicking off the camera. "Get it together, Mike!" He whispered harshly at himself, ignoring the sudden throbbing in his pants. He couldn't be looking at them like that unless they wanted him to, and how was he supposed to know that while they were possessed like this?

Nope, no no no.

He needed to focus on doing right by them by keeping them out during the night as best he could, and not die in the process.

"Breathe, Mike. You're doing great." He told himself aloud, swinging the video feed back around to the backstage rooms.

Bonnie was gone, leaving Vanny alone on the couch, asleep. The others were still where he found them before, both Fredda's in their room together, Foxy and Roxanne sharing a couch quietly, and both Chica's were in the kitchen dining in leftovers.

But where was Bonnie?

His brows furrowed in puzzlement, with every click growing more and more lost so as to her current placement within the walls of the Mega-plex.

He nearly jumped out of his skin, however, when the phone in the center of his office began ringing. Holding a hand to his chest to try and calm his racing heart, he reached over to pick up the phone, already expecting another voice recording.

Holding the phone up to his ear, he waited for the man on the other side to speak.

There was a hesitant static for a long moment, before it was eventually replaced with something certainly more comforting.

"Uhh, hello? Hello?" The guy over the phone called out, seemingly making sure the thing was recording before continuing forward on speaking. "Uh, well, if you're hearing this and you made it to day two, uh, congrats! I-I won't talk quite as long this time, since the girls seem to get a lot more active as the week progresses." Mike didn't fail to note that little tidbit of information down, realizing that he couldn't keep slipping up if the girls got more aggressive throughout the week.

Had to keep his eyes peeled!

"Uh, it might be a good idea to peek at those cameras while I talk, just to make sure everyone's in their proper place. You know." Came the follow up to what the man had been saying prior, something that had Mike's determination to do better coming crashing down when he realized that he'd been going one track mind as he listened to the phone guy instead of keeping his attention on the world around him.

Case in point…

He turned to his left as he saw a purple furred figure enter the window frame, only a few feet from the doorway. His hand was quick as lightning, slamming the left red button, sighing in relief as the door shut before the busty bunny could come any closer.

He heard her huff in irritation at being blocked off, pushing fruitlessly against the heavy metal door as if attempting to will it to move out of her way. She growled lowly at the thing before she moved to the view window, staring holes through the brown haired young man.

"B-Bonnie, you've got to stay out there." He tried being firm with her to get her to go away, but he couldn't help the quiver in his voice. He felt like he was kicking a puppy by telling them to go away when they'd come all this way seeking them out. He'd not clue what sort of mood she was in tonight and it wasn't worth risking it if she was feeling a bit more frisky than he could handle.

He'd already allowed Vanny to trick him, he couldn't be too cautious…

"Let me in… Mr. Mike…" She hummed lowly, glowing red eyed gaze never leaving him.

He cleared his throat. "Bonnie, it's not a good idea…" He tried to reason, turning his attention back onto the cameras.

He could still hear her heavy breathing on the window, her breath fogging it up with her gaze having not moved an inch from him. She seemed way more active tonight than she'd been yesterday, and he had a feeling it was going to get frisky if he didn't keep her out.

Eventually ignoring her seemed to do the trick as she left, wandering off back down the hall before vanishing somewhere upstairs.

He blew out a sigh of relief, glad to have avoided an encounter so soon into his second shift. He was confident he wouldn't have managed to hold out until six am then…

Realizing that the guy over the phone hadn't talked for a while, he wondered if the recording had been cut short prematurely at first, but his worries were for not as the man nervously cleared his throat as he went to continue.

"I-I also want to emphasize the importance of using your door lights. Uh, there are blind spots in your camera views, and those blind spots happen to be right outside your doors. So if you can't find something - or someone - on your cameras, be sure to check the door lights. Uh, you might only have a few seconds to react."

Mike sighed heavily. "Noted…" He muttered to himself.

"Cool, uh let's keep going with the advice. Uhm, let's see uh… Oh!" He was heard snapping his fingers as if remembering something important. "Oh, and out of every one of the girls here you should definitely keep your eyes on Foxy. She's weird in the way that she doesn't seem to like being watched. If you keep your eyes on her then she's going to stay away from your office. Although it works the opposite as well if you ignore her she'll probably take advantage of your lack of attention and come running. You'll probably only have a short window of opportunity to stop her then…"

Mike's heart sank, realizing with a sinking feeling that he hadn't scanned back to Foxy's room in some time. He'd been under the impression that she wasn't going to go anywhere tonight, seemingly too busy relaxing on her couch.

His skin felt clammy when he was met with an empty couch, the imprint of the bubbly butted fox's posterior still imprinted into the cushion.

She wasn't gone!

His hand snapped forward towards the mouse.

Click.

Click…

Click!?

"Where is she?!" He hissed with a newfound sense of fear, heart pounding in his ears as he ran through the many cameras looking for her.

Nothing.

She wasn't anywhere.

With the left door to his office still shut that meant that if she was coming for him then she was going to use the right doorway. Either courageous or stupid, he wasn't sure which, he switched on the lights to the right door as he leaned out into the darkness hallway hoping to see-

A busty red furred fox barreling down the hallway at full speed right towards him!

He fell out of his chair in shock at seeing her moving so fast. He scrambled to his feet, feeling around for the button before pressing it too. The door slammed shut just in time, almost too close as the fox in question came crashing into the metal frame before she could even attempt to stop herself.

There was a sickening crunching sound that echoed out as she crashed into the cold metal door with blistering speed, her body shaking the entire wall it was mounted to as she collided with it. He heard what sounded like a body collapsing to the ground on the other side, and with a wash of horror he realized that had he caught her sooner then she certainly wouldn't have run headfirst into the metal door.

And it sounded like it seriously hurt too.

Throwing caution to the wind as the urge to make sure that she wasn't seriously injured took over him instead, a strangely protective desire taking place as he opened the door once more.

Foxy was lying in a crumpled heap on the floor, seemingly unconscious, tongue sticking out of the side of her maw.

''Ah shoot…'' He thought with a wash of shame, knowing he was to blame. He quickly knelt down by her side, tentatively reaching out to grab hold of her shoulders. His face heated up as his absentmindedly rubbed his thumbs over her silky smooth fur.

''So soft…'' He thought in awe. "Foxy, Foxy are you ok?" He asked quietly, shaking her gently.

She made a little noise, but otherwise didn't react. She was out cold.

He sighed, hanging his head.

He felt like a real ass…

"Well… I can't leave you out here…" He murmured to her, knowing that she wasn't going to respond. ''And I definitely can't take you back to your room this time for night either…'' He thought dryly, sliding one arm underneath her knees with the other underneath her back as he lifted her up off the ground. He huffed at her weight, struggling to get to his feet underneath him as he stood up. "G-Geez, you're so h-heavy!" He wheezed, huffing and puffing as he turned around and carried her into his office.

Thankfully per the boss's thoughtfulness, a bed had been set up in his office for him to use until his apartment setup was finalized. He'd not the chance to use it before now, having passed out in his chair last night instead out of sheer exhaustion.

Better late than never, he supposed…

He huffed as he set the hefty fox down on his temporary bed, gently resting her head on the pillow. His face was flushed in exertion as he looked her over, taking a moment to really look at her. He'd never really got the chance to before this, too busy trying to not die and or not gawk at her during their first meeting.

She was tall, probably around seven feet in height with long shapely legs and thick plump thighs that he found it difficult to tear his eyes away from. The fur around her belly was a much lighter than anywhere else save for her breasts, which much like her ass, bounced and jiggled with every step she took. She was beautiful, a dangerous foxy woman with claws and teeth that could tear him in two if he wasn't careful.

That didn't detract from how gorgeous she was in his eyes, however. Struggling to tear his eyes away from her bountiful assets, he turned back to his desk to continue his job of keeping an eye on everyone else while she slept away eerily quiet behind him.

Sinking back down into his seat, he sighed. Picking up the phone again he kept his ears sharp to pick up any signs of movement.

"Oh and one more thing. Roxanne seems to act differently than her sister. I-I'm not quite sure exactly how, but I'm pretty certain that she likes being watched and if she knows she has your attention she'll come your way. So keeping an eye on her probably isn't the best idea, but combined with Foxy and you'll be in serious trouble if they decide to occupy the same cameras…" The phone guy felt the need to add last minute. "Alright, looks like that's it. I-I'll have more information for you tomorrow night."

The phone clicked a moment later, the voice recording ending.

Mike sighed, setting it back down. He glanced up to the clock on the desk.

(2:00am)

''Still a long night to go…'' He thought wearily, clicking through the cams to find Roxanne. She wasn't in her bedroom anymore, having left it entirely. He frowned curiously, clicking through camera after camera to try and track her down.

(Shift.)

His eyes widened at the subtle sound of blankets ruffling somewhere behind him. He felt sweat beginning to trail down the back of his neck as he felt a pair of eyes on him.

She was awake.

''Crap! What do I do?!'' He thought frantically, sweat pouring down his face as he tried to think up a way out of his situation. Either she'd played him and faked being hurt to get inside, or she'd simply woken up after the fact and resumed her previous hunting behavior.

Either way, he was trapped now.

"She's weird in the way that she doesn't seem to like being watched. If you keep your eyes on her then she's going to stay away from your office. Although it works the opposite as well if you ignore her she'll probably take advantage of your lack of attention and come running…" The words of the phone guy echoed in the back of his mind, his eyes glancing to the side to eye the window, catching a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye.

She was frozen in place merely a few feet behind him, eyes locked solely on him, unblinking. Her tail wagged lowly to the ground as he eyed her, the rest of her seemingly completely frozen in place. ''If I look at her she stops moving.'' He thought with a bead of sweat trailing down his forehead. ''How much do those rules apply if I'm caught?'' Came the subsequent second thought.

He knew that whatever the case may be, he was going to find out here soon enough. He blinked at the reflection of her in the window, and she moved just a hair closer. He wasn't sure he would be able to keep this up all night, and the decision was made for him when he heard someone walking outside the door he was currently not looking at.

Instinctively he turned to look, slamming the button to his left to shut the door on Bonnie who had for the second time that night tried to sneak into his office. Fortunately he'd been able to stop her again, her purple eyes staring holes at him through the glass window. His short reprieve was cut short by the feeling of Foxy's hot muzzle nuzzling his crotch, the tip of her snout pressed against his balls through his sweatpants. "Hmngh…" She groaned at the scent, eyes half lidded as she stared up at him, tail wagging eagerly above her bubbly ass.

His eyes snapped down to her in disbelief, the fox freezing once again as he lay his eyes upon her. Her paws had come to lay on his inner thighs, one claw currently fingering the hem of his waistband.

Unconsciously he glanced to the clock on the desk to gauge what time it was, heart sinking when he learned that it was only (2:20am). That short window of time he spent not looking at her had given her enough time to yank his sweatpants down far enough for his half erect cock to spring free. He gasped in surprise as his large aching balls bounced free from the confines of his undergarments, hanging heavily between his legs.

His first instinct was to run, seeing as he'd been caught, but he didn't. If he tried to do so he was sure Foxy would immediately grow violent, and with his now fully engorged dick throbbing literally against her lips, the glint of her sharp teeth shining underneath his desk, he knew that he couldn't afford such luxuries anymore.

She seems to grin up at him from beneath his dick, but she didn't move even as he throbbed against her lips. If he looked away, if he blinked, if he turned to check the doors, she would move again. Some part of him, which was rapidly becoming a large part of him, almost wanted to look away.

He gasped when he blinked, her lips parting to reveal her hot wet mouth now hovering tantalizingly around his cockhead. He could feel her saliva dripping onto his sensitive shaft, causing it to twitch in response. He bit his lips as he stared down at her, not willing to budge an inch in this little game he was playing with her.

Again he looked away as a yellow figure moved past his window, Chica sneakily moving for what she'd thought was an unguarded entrance. With the click of a button she too was shut out, but his gasp of surprise was heard as Foxy took his cock deep into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head in long continuous swirls, her lips sliding up and down his length as she bobbed on his dick. Her paw had moved in the meantime, coming up to cup his oversized balls in her warm red furred grasp. A tentative squeeze had him bucking in her mouth, but everything stopped when his eyes snapped back down to her.

He huffed as his eyes met hers, the fox staring unblinkingly back up at him with a smirk around his girth. His eyes twitched at her playful expression, even though she'd stopped, his cock was still buried deep down her throat. Her tongue was still moving despite him looking at her, albeit far slower, far more teasingly. He could feel her throat contracting around his sensitive head, massaging the glans with slow movements.

Every time he looked away to make sure he wasn't being snuck up on she immediately resumed gurgling away on his dick. This back and forth went on for well over an hour, his ability to hold on only based off of the brief reprieve he would get from her sucking him off every time he managed to lock eyes with her for extended periods of time. But by (4:10am) he was at his limits.

His eyes threatened to roll up to the back of his head as he bit his lips hard enough to draw blood, the fox woman's relentless sucking finally proving to be too much as his heavy balls pulled up out of her paws suddenly, tightening up against the base of his dick in preparation to fire off a massive load. Unable to keep eye contact with her anymore, Mike groaned lowly as he clutched the desk top to hold together as Foxy finished him off with a relentless assault to his overstimulated cock-head.

The fox monster girl hummed in glee as he emptied himself down her throat, but she quickly realized that he had more than meets the eye as he quickly filled her up. She had to swallow again and again as he blasted load after load down her throat, a seemingly endless stream of his hot rich cream pumping from his overstuffed balls. She groaned in content as her stomach began to bloat with his virile seed, white leaking from the corners of her lips as she did her best to swallow everything.

Even once he began to taper off, however, his dick was still rock hard buried down her throat. His balls hung lowly again, spent from the load they'd given her yet still large and filled with even more. He could feel her about to pull off of him, however, and knew what was next. He also knew that he wasn't strong enough to stop her if she pinned him down.

"No you don't!" Before she pulled off of him he suddenly raised his legs to wrap around her head, pulling her mouth back down around his cock keeping her in place longer. She yipped in surprise as her lips suddenly met his groin again, his balls slapping against the underside of her chin as he bottomed out down her throat.

He groaned as her throat tightened around his cock-head once more, her eyes fluttering closed as she unconsciously began to suck him off again vigorously. Mike bit his lips as turned his attention elsewhere as he kept her locked in place around his dick, forcefully deepthroating Foxy to keep her in place as long as he could.

As for Foxy herself, she moaned lowly as her eyes threatened to flutter closed as she sucked him off without pause as his eyes turned to watch his surroundings.

He shut the right door as Chica tried to sneak inside again, yet once she saw what was happening down below his desk she ended up staring at him through the window in open shock for the rest of the night.

Foxy mewled around his dick as his balls tightened up against the bottom of her chin again, moments away from blowing another load down her tight eager throat. ''A-Almost there!'' Mike thought with a glance at the clock, noticing that it was now (5:20am). His eyes rolled up slightly as he emptied himself down Foxy's throat for a second time that night, the fox woman choking as he filled her stomach with his thick white spunk.

He bit his lips with a quivering groan as her paws came up to claw and squeeze his pulsating balls to draw out as much cum as she could. Mike's fingernails clawed at the desk as he pumped load after load in her mouth, her stomach visibly bloated with his seed.

He felt himself growing weaker as he tightened his thighs around her head to keep her in place as long as he could, and he had a feeling that she would probably stay down there so long as he had cream to give.

But the nonstop sucking had him so sensitive that he was seeing stars, and merely a few minutes after blowing his second load he felt his third rapidly approaching. His balls felt a bit lighter than in the beginning of the night, but he still had more to give.

"Come on! C-Come on!" He moaned aloud, glancing back to the clock in desperation. His eyes widened as Foxy groaned around him, patting his legs as he tightened around her, temporarily making it difficult to breathe.

The bell echoed out, signaling the arrival of (6:00am). He blew out a relieved sigh as his legs finally loosened from around Foxy's head, yet upon realizing said time he realized that the woman in question still had his dick buried deep down her throat. He glanced down to her, eyes wide as she grinned up at him around his dick.

He tensed up again as she began swirling her tongue around his over-sensitive head again and again, tipping him over the peak her already hit as his balls tightened a third and final time that night as he blew the biggest relieved load down her throat. He couldn't hide the strangled groan that echoed throughout his entire office as he just pumped everything he had into her, something that she eagerly extended as she jerked his dick with her paws, the head still comfortable in her hot wet mouth. It was the longest single orgasm of his life, and he swore he was going to pass out if she kept it up any longer. Her cheeks puffed out as his filled up her mouth.

He gripped the desk for support as he felt consciousness slipping, chancing one last glance down below as she finally pulled off of him with a loud lewd pop. She giggled lowly as she pressed her lisp to his tip in a happy kiss that had him spraying her face with a few final spurts that painted her fur white.

His eyes rolled up to the back of his head as he finally passed out, head slumping against his desk as her giggling filled the office walls.

"Good job, Mr Night Guard…"

Line break.

"Mike?!" Mike shot awake at the sound of his boss shouting his name, his chair forgotten as he shot out of his seat ready to karate chop whoever it was that had woken him up.

"Who what where why?!" He shouted deliriously, blinking away the last vestiges of sleep as he took in his surroundings. He was in his office, and up until five seconds ago he'd been sleeping in his office chair comfortably. Rubbing at his eyes to try and adjust to the dim lighting, he blinked in surprise when he saw his boss standing in the office doorway for the second morning in a row.

"Oh, it's just you boss…" He yawned out in relief, holding his chest to calm his racing heart. "Jeez, can you not scare me like that every morning…" He asked with an exasperated sigh. "If it happens a third time it's going to be considered a tradition at that point."

The other man shook his head, leaning against the desk for support. "I guess I'm just surprised to see you sleeping two mornings in a row…" He struggled to find the right way to express his surprise, looking the young man up and down to check for any new scratches. But he looked right as rain. "Have the girls been treating you well?" He found himself asking curiously, seeing as he'd seemingly escaped his first two days unscathed. He was surprised yes, but it was a pleasant one. The last handful of guards had either gotten hurt, too scared to continue, or in Vanessa's case she had requested a change of position but didn't clarify why. Her red cheeks and embarrassment was just about all he had to go off of.

Mike's face turned bright red as the memories from not long ago resurfaced with a vivid clarity, swallowing thickly as he smiled up at the older man as he tried to focus on him and not the mental image of Foxy deepthroating his otherwise giant dick. "Y-Yes they've been good. No problems there, hahaha…" He chuckled nervously, getting a sigh for his trouble.

"Honestly Mike, you should consider yourself lucky. The girls have been rather rambunctious as of late, so you're getting them at a rather bad time. It's only made worse since you're the newest hire here." The older man explained with a sigh, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder like an understanding father. "Either way, I'm just glad you're still standing and have that hip young energy about you."

"E-Err, yeah." Mike smiled, sighing as his shoulders slumped. Dang, he really needed a recharge…

"Well, if you've got a moment, the crew finished your apartment preparations on the third floor last night before your shift started. I didn't tell you then because I didn't want to distract you." The older man said, reaching up to tug on his tie for a breather.

Mike's eyes widened. "Oh really? Guess I don't have to go home anymore every night." He muttered in relief. Having to make that rush across town at the end of his otherwise extremely exhausting shift wasn't something he wanted to do on a regular occasion. This would be an appreciated reprieve.

"Come on, I'll show you up. There's a secret button on the backstage elevator that'll take you to the third floor. It basically opens right up into your-" He paused, reaching into his pocket as his phone began to ring. "Oh, hold on I've got to take this. I'll meet up with you later Mike." He said a quick goodbye as he left, leaving the night guard alone in his office.

Mike sighed, reaching up to rub at a kink in his neck. He supposed that it wouldn't hurt to go check the new place out.

Chapter

4

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