You weren’t quite sure what had happened after Monster Cat dragged you away. Your body had shut itself down and you had passed out. By the time you awoke, you found yourself in more familiar surroundings. Gaudy, rich pinks and purples radiated from the lights around you and the floor glistened and glittered in the dim light, but strangely the muffled, distant sound of arcade machines ringing and rumbling seemed to be the most comforting.
With eyes straining to open against an aching body that throbbed throughout you stared around more at your surroundings. Through the window you could see the giant Freddy statue stop it’s plinth, the cheap office chair and security computer, the phone – it was all so familiar and secure.
A gentle putting sound whispered out near you and you arched your head to see what it was coming from. Sitting on the armrest of the couch they’d pulled in as a makeshift bed was Roxanne, hitting the keys of her powered off keytar. From the corner of her eye she noticed the unexpected movement and her head whipped over to look over at you with surprise.
“Blake?!” Immediately, the keytar was slid aside atop a small cabinet. “Blake!”
As soon as she saw you awake her ears dropped backwards and her tail began swinging wildly as her body dropped down on top of yours, embracing you in a stinging, painful embrace.
“Ah, owowow…” you seethed as she squeezed every broken part of you beneath her weight.
“Oh! Oh I’m so sorry!” she gasped, holding her hands to her mouth as she slid to the side of the sofa. You held your arms out – you wanted to hold her close, especially after everything that had happened.
“Just… gentle, ok?” You uttered with a desperate smile.
She leaned in delicately and held you, nuzzling her face against your own. You could feel her tail buffeting your legs furiously as she was overjoyed that you were alright. As her tail pushed the fabric against your bare skin you noticed that you’d been stripped naked already and your blood-sodden clothing had been folded and placed on the office chair. They could sing, dance, fight – but what need would an animatronic have of a skill like laundry. You made a mental note to find some new clothing.
“I was so worried about you – we all were. You just left one night and we waited up but you didn’t come back and Foxy tried to get us all to go looking for you but you weren’t at the entertainment rental place and you weren’t at home and we couldn’t find you-” She was talking far too fast, trying to bring you up to speed on everything but you couldn’t process it all quick enough.
She sat upright as she could with her arms still around you. “You have to tell me everything.” Her eyes gleamed with excitement and worry at what might have occurred.
“Wait, didn’t monster cat bring you up to speed?” You asked, sure that he would have at least explained the situation a little bit.
“No, he said you’d probably rather tell us yourself.” He was right, and you were thankful that he gave you the opportunity to explain for yourself. You tried to push yourself upright in the seat, but couldn’t make it the whole way due to the pain. Bandages crinkled from beneath the sheet that draped across you as you moved.
“Hmmm, where do I even start?” You pondered, eyeing the room. “So, the phone rang. You were there one time it called, remember?” Roxanne nodded. “The phone called and I got this strange feeling I should see Sammy. No, not a feeling – more like … my body carried me there on its own?” You weren’t quite sure how to explain it. “It was telling me to come alone, to not bring you into this. I get there and see him – he has more animatronics, and they kidnap me. Next thing I know I’m in a maze and he claims that he’s testing me but there’re all these animatronics out there in the dark trying to kill me.” You continued. She was eating up every word.
“I had to collect all these keys hidden around the maze while avoiding the animatronics, and I just managed to get out but they got my leg – then Sammy shows up and some of them think I’m supposed to liberate them? I don’t even know…” You tried to summarise all the important parts for her without going into too much detail, you figured you had better explain it for all of them at once in finer points instead of over and over again.
“He’s dead, Rox. Monster Cat killed him - we’re all free.” With this, she glanced off for a second.
“What happens now?” She asked with a childlike inquisition. That was a good question, one you had been too occupied to even ask yourself.
“… Whatever you want to happen, I guess. You’re free to make your own choices without him hounding us.” A smirk slowly curled up on her face and her eyes grew hooded.
“I want the others to wait a while before they see you.” She huffed, leaning back over you and pulling away the blanket. Without warning she started making delicate nibbles across your neck, trailing your vulnerable skin with those sharp teeth. The juxtaposition between the pain and the pleasure heightened your sensitivity to levels you hadn’t imagined possible, your nerves already aflame with responsiveness.
She occasionally glanced up as she worked her way across you, lapping a rough tongue against your sides as her tail whipped the air. As she approached the sore spots beneath the bandages she moved more gently as not to hurt you and did an excellent job at it. Down, down she went until her muzzle pressed and nudged against your already-aching cock. It had been a while since you’d even had chance to think about anything remotely adult and made a welcome change to avoiding a brutal death at the hands of monstrous animatronics. You were more than ready for this change of pace.
She began by nudging against your balls and brushing her soft fur against your sensitive thighs, tickling and teasing as a powerful lust built up within you. Your body screamed out that it wanted more, it wanted her to get on with it already, but she was enjoying watching you struggle. She made slow laps along the length of your dick, flicking her tongue against the frenulum which stirred the muscles in your groin into seizing and swelling your cock further.
“Roxanne…” you panted “I’ve waited so long for this, don’t keep me waiting.”
She tittered under her breath and tilted her head to the side, rising up over the shaft and locking eyes with you as she took the entire thing down in one long, sluggish motion. The mixture of her hooded eyes staring at you while your cock disappeared into her mouth was undeniably hot and she wasted no time getting to work bobbing her head up and down, all the while flicking her tongue around and around.
Your body responded immediately and dribbled precum into her maw to which she responded with a satisfied groan. With the incredible depth she was taking you could feel the back of her throat as it closed up around your tip, tightening and squeezing with a pleasurable pressure.
“Fuck” you moaned as your legs started to twitch and tremble from the lightning running through your body at every silken stroke of her tongue. Your hips began to take matters into their own hands, thrusting with an unfettered desperation into her mouth in rhythm with her own dipping head. She took this as a sign that you were getting closer and closer and picked up the pace while gasping and slurping at the rigid rod in her cavity.
Having been a while since you came, it didn’t take long to arrive. Her dexterous tongue scooped against the ridge of your head as she sucked hard and took the whole thing down – your body couldn’t hold it anymore. You discerned that heavenly feeling of your prostate squeezing and tensing repeatedly within you as it began to push cum out in thick globs. You had quite a lot saved up and the powerful, quaking orgasm that ran through you released a fountain of sticky white fluid into her mouth that dribbled across her chin. The orgasm subsided into a soft tingling across your body like twinkling embers on a crackling log and your leg twitched as the shivers bounced across certain spots. Your tension escaped you in one long sighing breath and with a smile Roxanne ran her tongue across her lips to scoop up the last of it – she didn’t want to waste a drop.
While you caught your breath she draped the blanket back over you and stood up while still wearing the smile. She paused for a second to look at your wincing face staring back at her before practically skipping out of the room. She returned soon after with all of the animatronics that you’d left behind. Smiling faces filled your cramped office, Foxy, Lolbit, Chica, Monty, Freddy, and Funtime – everybody was there crowding you and all approaching in unison to embrace you. Again, they pressed up against your wounds, forgetting the pains that flesh can feel.
Seeing them again stirred tears from you that rolled across your smiling cheeks and dripped onto your chest. You’d missed them – you’d really missed them. The feeling was evidently mutual, and they all took positions in the room to hear you out and listen to the tale of your daring escape from the clutches of Sammy. All of them stared with awestruck expressions as you recanted falling into the basement after escaping Foxy, Dreadbear and all the rest. After all the hardship you had been through you had finally made it home.
As night faded into day the animatronics went to sleep and you expected to have to hide yourself from the day staff – you were supposed to be in your own home, but your friends here had set up a hiding place in a small room in the back of the cinema. Then came news of a police investigation in which the Pizzaplex would be searched. The doors were shut and locked and nobody turned up either for work or for revelry. The investigators had Sammy’s place and the maze to search first, perhaps even circus baby’s if they knew what they were doing.
You largely stayed put for the next few days while your wounds closed and healed, eating ungodly amounts of pizza prepared by the animatronics and drinking all the soda your teeth could handle without rotting. You’d have to get some salad once you could start moving around again. When the time came, you rounded up the animatronics and decided it best to take them back to your actual home. Each carried with them their cables and plugs for charging themselves during the day and any property they had – mostly their instruments.
As you pushed open the door, you realised just how long it had been since you spent any meaningful time here. The place was still as much of a mess as you’d left it with messy clothes strewn about the floor and across the sofa, a coffee mug that had started to grow its own ecosystem sat on a table near the TV, and dust had begun to settle in like a fine blanket of snow over every surface.
Your first order of business was getting a shower and a change of clothes out of those bloodied rags and you allowed the animatronics free reign of the place while you freshened up. By the time you had come out they’d already set up their chargers in whatever room they deemed their favourite. It was lucky, you realised, that they didn’t need beds. Your thoughts turned to peeping neighbours curious about the sudden activity seeing them charging during the day and pulled out a bunch of old sheets, one for each of them, to drape across themselves while charging. If they got spotted during the night hours moving about, you could at least explain it away as an embarrassing but somewhat believable sudden interest in fursuiting.
Clean and fresh, you flopped down onto the sofa, surrounded by the animatronics. They all gathered around it, flicking through channels and arguing among each other about what to watch. You realised they’d never actually seen TV – only the movies at the cinema in the Pizzaplex. There wouldn’t be any shows with any of them in it anymore, not on real television, but you watched their reactions to the volume of channels available to them.
You sighed at their inability to choose something to watch and decided it might be best to head to bed. The sun was starting to brighten the inky horizon and they’d soon need to charge for a few hours anyway. You left them fighting over what to watch and snuggled into your blankets. It wasn’t long before you were disturbed, however, by two pointed ears peering around the opened doorway.
“Arr… Blake, me hearty.” She began, sidling more and more into view. You opened your eyes and peered up through the decaying darkness. “I … felt like I’d lost me treasure. It’s all well an’ good bein’ a pirate, but without yer first mate… arr…”
As goofy as it was, it warmed your heart. “I missed you too, Foxy.” You made a sweeping motion to invite her into the bed with you and instructed her to close the door behind her. She complied and hobbled over, clambering up onto the bed that sank down beneath her. She immediately wrapped you up in an embrace and nuzzled her head into your neck. It was a touching moment as you lay there for a moment in each other’s arms.
Her eye seemed to gleam more than usual now as she looked up at you. Without even thinking about it your face had turned up into a gentle smile and you leaned in to kiss her. It started off innocent, slow, but one turned into more and it took no time before it developed into a passionate makeout. Your tongue swirled and lapped around her maw and ran along her rows of teeth, circled around her tongue and brought out gentle moans that she didn’t even know she was making. You hadn’t realised an animatronic body could be so… sensitive.
You couldn’t help but notice yourself growing more fevered as the touching and kissing and groping grew more frenzied. You placed a hand on her rear and rubbed around every corner and curve, enjoying the sensations of her smooth carapace. It didn’t take long until she started sliding down your body and trailing her teeth against your skin, sending shuddering tingles along every nerve. Breathy moans accompanied the feelings that tingled throughout and your excitement rose as you realised where she was headed.
Dressed only in your underwear for bed, she now began to bite and rip at the fabric in an attempt to free the turgid beast that hid beneath. It started to twitch and beg for attention as she grew more proximal, leeching off every other sense to drive its wild lust. At last, she managed to free it.
With a hooded flash from her uncovered eye that oozed an unbridled lust she smirked as her lips pressed up against the base of your shaft. She had it in her head that she was going to tease you first and you might have objected if you weren’t enjoying yourself being at her mercy.
She began worshipping your cock with lingering gentle movements and soft laps around the base. She sucked your orbs into her mouth and ran them along her tongue, teasing and tugging, activating your senses and driving you wild. Your dick was impatient for attention, but she was intent on playing into that desperation to drive you to the edge of madness before she’d let up.
With one long motion she drew her tongue down between the summit of your glans at the sensitive frenulum, along the base of your shaft, curling around your balls all the way to your sphincter. You hadn’t really explored that deep yourself, but she knew exactly what she was doing. She poked and prodded, exciting the nerve endings in the ring of smooth muscle that now clenched and extended in happy response to her actions. She coupled this with licks round and round that felt unlike anything you’d ever experienced before. Your dick throbbed and twitched wildly as it begged for more.
“Fuck… Foxy, that’s so good…” You huffed as your head forced itself back into the pillow. She let out a satisfied cackle in reply and moved back up to your head. With one last glance to see your awaiting expression she opened wide and dipped her head all the way down your cock, pushing the end of her throat against it until her nose was pressing deep into your stomach.
It felt so warm and tight, so smooth and limber. You were thankful for her unmatched skills as her head bobbed up and down in complete thrusts that consumed your cock in its entirety before releasing it, only to be devoured again.
Her masterful motions soon drew you closer and closer to the edge, but you didn’t want it all to be over just yet. You stopped her and ordered her to turn around. She caught on quickly and swung herself so that her rear was over your head. You immediately started returning the favour, licking away at sensitive exposed thighs until you reached her dripping pussy. A she had done with your sphincter, you began to poke and prod at her opening. With her mouth full of your dick, she let out muffled moans. The vibrations from her squeaks and grumbles felt like heaven on your glans.
You moved towards her swollen clit and pushed at it, eliciting gasps of pleasure from the girl above. You coupled this with little sucks, sealing the region around it with your lips as you tugged with the back of your throat and swirled your tongue with firm rhythmic laps that drove her absolutely mad. She could barely even focus on her task while you were doing this, but you were fine with reciprocating after her talented display. It took barely any time before her knees began to buck and tremble, smacking against your shoulders repeatedly.
You felt her little hole quiver – she was close. You started to move faster and faster to push her over the edge. Slick juices drippled down across your chin and down onto your chest, and she began crying out with pure ecstasy. The sound must have alerted the others, as you suddenly had unexpected visitors busting through the door. You were hoping she’d finish the job, but now you both grew distracted.
You craned your neck to see the animatronics from the other room pile in. “Are you alright? I heard screaming? What’s happening?” Funtime questioned as she peered in. It seemed everybody had gotten up to see what they were missing out on. You didn’t even invite them into the room, but they couldn’t help themselves.
Their faces lit up when they realised exactly what was going down, eager to join in on the fun. The girls started to surround the bed, flanked by the guys. Lolbit tackled Funtime onto the bed, narrowly missing your legs as the duvet squeezed beneath them. Lolbit wasted no time in groping her counterpart and as you watched you likened it to some sort of incest-adjacent act. They weren’t technically related, but their likeness was too similar to ignore. Freddy meanwhile placed his arm around Roxanne to which your jealousy was piqued – but you remembered the pirate fox girl atop you and quickly let it go. It wasn’t long until everybody had partnered up into a writhing mass of bodies.
Not to be outdone, you shuffled yourself from beneath Foxy and positioned your hands atop her haunches, moving your dick between her moistened lips. She let out huffing moans and rocked back and forth against your rod in an attempt to satisfy the all-consuming itch to be filled. After all the teasing that she applied to you, you decided you’d do the same to her. You took one hand and positioned your tip at her entrance, pushing yourself in just wide enough to give her a sample of what was to come – stretching out her ring wide and exiting.
Disappointed grunts followed, coupled with shuddering puffs. You were desperate for it too, and as much fun as it was to hear her moan and see her squirm beneath your touch it was killing you too. When you’d had all you could take, you finally pushed yourself inside slowly, allowing her to savour every inch, every vein and bump, to feel the length and girth entering her and completing her so well.
She let out one long groan the entire time she was being filled. As you reached the terminus of depth her head raised itself, pushing out her breasts and arcing her back. You firmed your grip on her sides now and began steady motions with a slow rhythm, pushing deep and firm.
Freddy and Monty were busy with a girl each of their own, Freddy working his magic on Lolbit from behind while her face was deep within the recesses of Funtime’s white thighs. Monty meanwhile towered over Funtime’s face while she was getting eaten out, keeping her other side busy as her throat was filled with alligator meat. You beckoned to Roxanne to get her to come over to you and she complied with ease, kneeling on the bed and greeting you with a deep kiss as you swung your hips back and forth. An exploratory paw ran down her body as she started to finger herself, eager and needy at the scenes unfolding before her.
As Foxy’s breaths drew shorter and her juices ran down the front of your legs, you decided she had enough. You were getting too close for comfort and with all this just starting, you weren’t ready to be finished just yet. You knew the girls didn’t have a refractory period, so pushing them over the edge didn’t matter quite as much. Nevertheless, you pulled yourself out of Foxy and lay Roxanne down. Foxy moved atop her, covering her muzzle with her dripping pussy. Roxanne began working on Foxy’s slit and her ears pinned themselves back to her head as the wolf girl’s tongue circled and pushed against her sensitive folds. Her legs opened up wide, inviting you inside, and the tip of her tail flicked expectantly as she waited for your touch.
You didn’t want to keep her waiting long. You were still riding out the pleasurable tingle from Foxy’s pussy, still damp with her juices, and you had no intention of waiting for your body to desensitise. You lined yourself up to her hole and slid your elbows beneath her knees. You lifted her legs up high, pressing her knees towards her shoulders. Her hips rotated upwards to give you the perfect angle for maximum depth. It was also the right angle to hit the most sensitive part inside, and as you entered you nudged it with your tip. The first moments as you slid in elicited a small gasp from her but as you brushed her g-spot it immediately welled into a scream before subsiding back into her deepest regions.
Slapping away at her was incredible. Her insides pulsated and squeezed around you and each thrust made her chest bob and bounce around. You hadn’t had a moment to catch your breath as you switched between the two girls and sweat now dribbled along your back. Your face grew red as blood pumped furiously throughout your body and the air now was heavy with the musky, saccharine stench of sex.
Foxy’s eyes now closed as she dropped over the edge and her body convulsed wildly. Splashes of liquid dribbled onto Roxanne’s muzzle and soaked into her fur. Roxanne let out a satisfied little moan at her prowess while Foxy collapsed to the side. With the rest of her body now freed, you were open to go wild. You picked up your pace and hastened the rhythm of your hips, pounding away repeatedly at her folds and squelching inside her tight cunt. Every ridge and wall caressed your tip with squeezing motions as her body tried to milk the cum right out of you. Sure enough, precum drizzled out of you as you rode close to the edge time and again only to journey along the plateau of pleasure.
Getting edged was bad enough, but edging yourself was even harder. Stopping like that… that took a whole lot of mental effort on your part. They probably didn’t even realise just how hard it was for you to show that much discipline. You edged yourself on Roxanne’s innards before deciding it best to let yourself rest for a moment. You pulled out and knelt down before her, still pushing her legs up. You spread her lips apart with your thumbs and began to lick at her pussy.
Monty seemed to be doing the same - radiating low, rumbling growls as his eyes closed and his fists tightened uncontrollably with the warm mouth around his own member. His thick tail slapped in a slow beat against the floor and his head rose, biting down on his bottom lip. When he could take no more without finishing, he jerked himself away and huffed quickly as his body jerked and shuddered.
Even Freddy seemed to be getting close, but now turned Lolbit around and fucked her from behind. His pace was slow but his thrusts were deep. He gripped her by the ears as if they were handles and forced her entire body forward and backwards as he thrusted. Every now and again he’d strike her behind with his massive hands with a satisfying thudding sound, provoking cries from the white fox.
You pushed your tongue right inside Roxanne’s hole. The slick sensation of that prehensile tissue entering her drove her wild and you imagined it must be a similar sensation to what Foxy had done to you earlier. She was clearly enjoying it given her writhing body and the way she clung to the sheets.
For a while you enjoyed the view of her tits bouncing up and down as she ground against the bed. Every now and again her leg twitched and squirmed uncontrollably as lightning shot through her. You were gratified by her responses to your tongue. You knew precisely what you were doing to her, what she was feeling, and you were absolutely enjoying doing it to her.
In sweeping, teasing motions you suckled at her delicate flaps and tugged at them as you shifted up and down them. Her hips thrust and bucked at your face in need of more, btu you were enjoying yourself too much. At last, you caved to her unspoken request and made your move for her clit. You could already tell how much she needed this. Her hole twitched like a rabbit’s nose in anticipation and the clit itself was like a tower on a hill, erect and ready for your onslaught.
Beginning with delicate motions you heightened the last of her senses to your every touch, peeking out from between her legs to check on her convulsing face. With a happy little chortle you returned to your work and began to push her ever closer to the edge, eager to launch her from it. You applied as much pressure to her clit as your tongue could take while you moved it around and slid the edge of your tongue to the tip and then across to the other side and back again, over and over, giving her different sensations with the various regions of your muscle. With each different sensation her body replied in different ways; it was like controlling her through the connection between your skin.
You picked up your pace and stuck to the motion that was hitting her the hardest – the flat of your tongue rubbing coupled with the tip flicking against it with a firmer action. Her back arched and the legs that dangled over your shoulders kicked wildly at the air of their own accord during her orgasm. From that sweet hole poured honied warmth that you still lapped at eagerly.
With happy swooshing from her tail and raised her head to greet you with a glance that shared unspoken words of thanks and appreciation, watching as you panted fervently to catch your breath. Liquid still dripped away from your face, blanketing your nostrils with her sweet, musky scent. You watched the others while you recovered – Monty had now swapped out and taken Foxy, leaving Funtime with Freddy. As you turned to witness the scene unfolding you saw Lolbit keeping herself going from the armchair in the corner of the room as she watched you with Roxanne. You eyed her and rubbed your turgid cock to maintain the level of pleasure you’d reached, still unwilling to let it float away into nothing.
Lolbit’s legs had risen up onto the armrests of the seat to give herself access to her hole and her tail drooped off the seat, the tip of it curling left and right as her hands repeatedly recoiled at her pussy. Her ears had dropped back to her head as the pleasure within swelled, but as she saw you raise up and approach her tail began flicking more violently.
You towered over her with a smirk. She reciprocated, already eager and ready for your entry. You leaned over and placed your hands on the back of the chair above her shoulders, looking down at her submissive face. It was different than you remembered; she’d always been so loud and brash, but now there was a change in her. There was still a confidence in her eyes, a sly contentment in knowing she was getting exactly what she wanted, but she seemed happy to have you above her.
You wasted no time pressing your length against her. She was already so slick, so ready for you to enter. You didn’t even need to angle yourself to get inside her glossy pit, it was almost like it pulled you in of its own accord. Given her angle you easily sank to her greatest depths. As you filled her, you took the breath right out of her and she dissolved into short moans of pleasure. It’d been a while since you’d done something like this with Lolbit; long enough that you’d forgotten exactly how she felt inside. Each one of the girls was slightly different, none greater than the other, but different in their own ways. Some tighter, some more pulsing, some smoother and slicker, but each unique.
Slapping noises of wet skin sounded out as your torso rammed into her repeatedly, joined in a harmony by her tickled moans. You could feel her clench and pull as her body shifted beneath you, all the while staring up with an awe-struck look muddled with lust about her.
As your pace built you leant your forehead down on hers, resting the weight from your upper body into your hands. You nearly pushed the chair over as you blasted your hips and leaned forward. Her slender exoskeletal fingers gripped into the fabric with the change of pace and the feeling of it all became too much for her to keep her eyes wide and fixed on you. Her face wrinkled and folded uncontrollably and her mouth fell agape at every masterful stroke. You couldn’t help but grunt and groan yourself at the burning of your muscles that now felt weightless as you pushed through a pain that blended with the pleasure emanating from your dick.
A twitching within you told you that you needed to stop – if only for a second. With so much stimulation, bringing yourself to the edge so many times, clinging onto that plateau of delight, it was all too much for your body to take. You’d grown exigent, almost greedy for more, but your body demanded release. You weren’t sure how much more of this you could take.
As the tingling and throbbing from within you subsided, you returned to filling Lolbit with your meat, albeit it with a slower pace than before as not to push yourself too far too fast. She peered up at you as you resumed your task with a smile, only one of her eyes peeking open, eager to get back to focusing on the feeling of her pussy being stretched out by your girthy monster.
You decided to spin her around for something different. With her torso over the seat cushion she knelt on the carpet. You took her by the waist and bent your knees to get the right angle before slipping back inside. “God, you’re so fucking wet.” You huffed. It was true, her exoskeleton was absolutely glistening in the light of the rising sun that dappled through the glass.
Her insides offered no resistance as you re-entered, as if still ready and waiting for you to resume. She now clung to the chair for dear life and you feared she might rip the fabric. They didn’t pay you enough to reupholster the fabric, but the job did have its perks.
Her tail flicked against your face almost distractingly and you gripped it at its base, using it as a handle to pull her back onto your dick with more force than your hips alone could provide. It also leveraged a psychological control over her – something the little brat needed, and something she absolutely responded to. Her moans changed to wails as you dominated her and took charge over her very being. Any command you uttered to her now would be fulfilled, as long as you could provide her with the dicking she so desired.
You dropped your hand into heavy spanks that rippled across the room, drawing the attention of the others who were still busy with each other. This broke short bursts of sharp moans from her and forced her pussy to clench in response.
After pounding away at her hole for some time you felt fatigue creeping in once more and after the clenching of your prostate, you felt it best to pull out and stop before it was all over. Besides, there was one more girl who wanted a piece of you before you’d done.
There wasn’t much space left on the bed between the mass of writhing animatronics. It was a mess, too. Everything had been strewn about and the sheets had been pulled clean off, leaving a moist mattress exposed to all the juices dribbling down onto it.
You lay on your back and watched for a minute as your cock throbbed and swelled, twitching as the actions you witnessed piqued your interest. When you were ready, you summoned Funtime over with a crooked finger. She climbed up onto the bed with slow, deliberate movements and put on leg on either side of you.
With a menacing grin she leaned down sluggishly to meet you in a kiss, but as you closed your eyes the expected touch of her mouth on yours never came. You could feel your breath bouncing from her in a gentle puff back onto your face so you knew she was close, but she teased you by subverting that expectation. You quickly realised why as your eyes opened again – she was waiting for your indignant response to slide her swollen, puffy slit onto you.
“Jesus Fuck-“ you exclaimed in a gasping stammer. The fact that you hadn’t even seen it coming made it all the better and the incredible feeling washed over your nerves, flickering through your body. She rose her hips and lowered them again painfully slow at first. It’s like she wanted to see you suffer. She drew her entrance up to the very tip of your dick, waited a moment and then sank back down onto it. Each time she did this, her pussy closed itself back up inside. It felt like each time was the first time you’d entered her, especially given how swollen she’d become with everything done to her previously.
You thanked every god you knew of as she began to pick up her pace. Having that control taken from you with every cell in your body crying out to cum took from you any critical thought, leaving the most primitive parts of your mind in control. Her gyrations became more back and forth as she rubbed her sopping clit against your torso, mewling and moaning above you and her insides gripped and squeezed down on your dick. You’d never felt like this before, this drained, both mentally and physically. Even Sammy’s maze hadn’t required this much restraint or physical exertion. That had been a sprint, a hellish, fear-driven adrenaline-fuelled sprint through a nightmare, but this… this was a marathon with the finish line in sight on the horizon. You needed release, and you needed it now.
You took back the control that she’d robbed from you and gripped her hips. Using the last of the energy that remained in your body your hips began to buck and strain beneath her. She responded well, raising herself up to the best hight for maximum depth with each thrust and positioning her hips so that your body would still slap all the right places. Her chest pushed out and she bit down on her lip as you fucked her from beneath, and as your prostate readied itself one last time you finally let it happen.
You screamed a breathy noise that skipped and trembled as your dick erupted inside her. It tensed with powerful squeezes as huge gobs of cum were pushed out with great force into her pussy. As the overwhelming sensation shot through every fibre of your being your fingers and toes curled as though you were suffering cramp, clamping down onto her hips almost to the point of being painful.
The release of all that pent up indulgence came swiftly and powerfully, but changed into a soothing tingle that relaxed your muscles. Still, the electric tingle convulsed those muscles as it travelled around you, leaving you as a twitching mess. Your eye jolted and flickered uncontrollably and it felt like you were no longer in command of your body for a moment as you rode out the pleasure, gasping all the while.
You hadn’t even caught your breath entirely by the time there was a knock on the door. “I’m – ah – I’m coming!” You yelled through the hallways, hopping one leg back into a pair of pyjamas that had been strewn about the floor some weeks earlier. Clean, but not quite put away. Your glans still tingled and walking had become a laborious task with the tingling twitches that still wracked and ravaged your nerves.
Not wanting to keep them waiting, you swung it open quickly. You hadn’t even had time to wonder who it could be, but three animatronics stood huddled in the doorway, covered in blankets to make sure nobody would see. Cindy, Candy, and Blank shuffled nervously in the doorway. You hadn’t known who to expect, but it hadn’t been them. You looked at them with a puzzled expression, pausing for a moment as you pondered what they were doing there.
“Uh – you’d better come in.”