The hacker laughs maniacally on the other end of the line, her voice twisted with a mix of anger and satisfaction. "Oh, you misunderstand," she says, sounding almost amused by your confusion. "I didn't mean the animatronics. I meant me." Her words send a chill down your spine as she continues to taunt you, promising that your suffering has only just begun.

The hacker laughs once more, the sound echoing in your head like an ominous warning. "Oh, but you will," she purrs. "I've been watching you, Mr. Kinder-men. I know all about your little secret... and soon enough, so will everyone else." Her words send a shiver down your spine as she hangs up the phone, leaving you to wonder what horrible thing she could possibly be referring to.

Fexa growls in response, baring her teeth. Her body trembles with need as Eric continues to take her roughly from behind. She arches her back, pressing her ass against his pelvis as he fills her over and over again. With a loud moan, she surrenders to the inevitable; there's no point resisting anymore.

Her nails scratch at the table surface beneath her as she feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm once more, this time from Eric's relentless assault on her body.

Fexa gasps as she feels Eric's tongue invading her mouth. Her body tenses and arches under the onslaught of pleasure, her hips bucking wildly against his hand as he continues to thrust relentlessly into her. She moans around his tongue, unable to form coherent words as her senses are overwhelmed by the combination of pain and ecstasy.

Her nails dig into the table, drawing thin lines of blood as she fights against the orgasm building inside her once more.

As Chicky speeds through the pizzeria, her gaze is fixed on the security room window where she last saw WilJost. Her pace slows slightly as she realizes that Franny may be a threat to her chances of claiming him for herself; she must find WilJost before either of them do.

Meanwhile, Bofny growls irritably in the arcade room and decides it's time to join the hunt.

With each passing second, Bofny grows more impatient in the arcade room. Her soft dark-violet fur bristles with frustration as she watches Chicky sprint towards the security room. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she slowly approaches the entrance of the arcade room and peeks out cautiously, her eyes narrowing as she scans the area for WilJost's location.

The sight of Fexa still motionless in the love room gives Bofny an idea;

"Well then," she whispers into your ear, "I guess you have a decision to make." Her fingers dig deeper into your flesh, causing you to cry out in pleasure and pain. "And remember, the longer you take... the harder it gets for both of us." She arches her back, pressing her breasts against your chest as she grinds against you relentlessly.

Her words are like a knife twisting inside you; every second feels like an eternity as she drives you closer to the edge.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you rip open her shirt, revealing her huge breasts. A deep growl rumbles in her chest as she pushes you harder against the wall, pinning your arms above your head with one hand while using the other to roughly squeeze and massage a breast, forcing nipple into your mouth. Her movements become more frantic now, her breath coming in quick gasps as she loses control to the animalistic desires unleashed by the virus.

"The machines are rewire you... make you one of us... an animatronic whore like me, kitten, so I can fuck you whenever I want"

"Naughty naughty... if you won't join us willingly, we'll force you..."

Franny walks back to the metal barrier and begins hitting it violently, determined to breach the security barrier. Meanwhile, Chicky and Bonfy lean forward, licking the windows hungrily, eager to taste your fur.

The shadowy figure dashes past the love room door, disappearing into the darkness beyond. A moment later, you hear a soft chuckle followed by the rustling of fabric. Then silence falls once more.

A cold draft sweeps through the security room, carrying with it the faint scent of perfume and something faintly metallic.