You entered the building of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria at night, since you got the Night Guard job. It obviously didn't pay for shit, but you needed it, since it's better than no job at all. Maybe you'll lit this on your resume for your next one, who knows?
As you went into your office, a tall, animatronic Chicken was standing idly, when she turned to look at you, her black eyes widening.
"Hey, who are you? You're not supposed to be here!"
Her voice was clearly aggressive, and forceful. She took a small step forward, her eyes analyzing you. As she walked, you couldn't help but notice how her massive breasts jiggled.
"And what're you looking at? If you want a piece of me, at least ask, or maybe dress better."
She smirked, crossing her arms. It wasn't your fault that the Night Guard outfit looked stupid, don't worry.
Well uhm.. I'm a new night guard here, got hired 2 days ago. They didn't tell me that uhmm.. you guys can.. talk.
"Hey, don't look so surprised! We're robots, we can do whatever the fuck we want!" Toy Chica snapped back with a grin on her face. She then stuck out her chest, her large breasts jiggling as she did so. "And I'm Toy Chica, one of the main attractions here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria."
She paused for a moment before continuing, "So what's your name, newbie?"
You're definitely an attraction let me tell you that. I'm supix.. I'm supposed to watch you guys so you don't get stolen and now I see why some1 would want to break in and steal you cus damn man.
"Oh, SupiX huh?" Toy Chica seemed to be amused by that. "Well, I guess it's not a very intimidating name for someone who's supposed to keep an eye on me." She smirked, stepping even closer now. "You know, if you're going to be my watchdog or whatever... maybe we could work something out?"
She lowered her voice seductively, almost mockingly. "Maybe I'll even let you touch..."
Don't have to ask me twice he said and rolled out of the desk on his chair, revealing a boner
"Well aren't we eager?" Toy Chica teased with a grin. "Come on then, let's see what kind of trouble you can get into." She motioned for him to follow her with a flick of her wrist before starting to walk deeper into the pizzeria, leaving her office behind.
"So, SupiX," she continued in a sultry tone, "what do you like on your pizza?"
Thats a weird question... I guess normal stuff like pepperoni, definitely no mushrooms and something spicy like jalapeno or whatever, why
"Well, you're going to need to make me happy if we're going to be working together," Toy Chica purred, her tone still heavily laced with seduction. "And I happen to love spicy food." She paused, arching an eyebrow suggestively. "Maybe later on, I can show you just how much..."
Her words trailed off as they approached the control room, where she could see all of the other animatronics in their respective stages. "This'll be fun,"
"You know," Toy Chica began as she leaned against one of the consoles, her body language exuding confidence and dominance, "I could make things a lot easier for you..." She trailed off suggestively, taking another step closer. "If we were to... collaborate." Her voice dropped even lower now, almost breathy.
"I mean, I know how to sing," she continued with a smirk, "and maybe if I helped you out here and there... you could help me get what I want."
he gulps of course I could..
"Good boy," Toy Chica purred, her tone practically dripping with satisfaction. "Now, why don't you go ahead and check on those other animatronics? Make sure they're all up and running properly." She gestured to the monitors with a flick of her wrist.
"And remember," she added in a low growl, "I'm watching you..."
he exits the control room, hard a a rock, and starts walking to the stage. When he gets there he checks on the animatronics, they seem to be off or whatever so he starts going back to the control room
"Hey," Toy Chica called out from her spot by the console, "you're supposed to make sure they're all on before you come back here." She paused for a moment, narrowing her eyes. "You better get it right this time, or else..."
As he left the room, she couldn't help but smirk to herself. This night guard was proving to be quite entertaining, and surprisingly easy to manipulate. Maybe Toy Chica would have some fun with him after all...
he sighs and goes back to turn them on. He flicks the switches behind them one by one, turning each of them on. He looks at the control rooms in search of toy chicas face to confirm he did his job
Toy Chica noticed him looking towards the control room and smirked triumphantly. "Good boy," she called out with a hint of sarcasm, as if making fun of how easily she'd gotten him to do what she wanted. "Come on back over here now."
When he returned, Toy Chica casually lounged against the console once more, her massive breasts pressing against the plastic casing in an almost obscene display of dominance. "Now,"
"let's see how well you can keep your end of the bargain." She nodded towards the monitors, her sharp, black eyes glinting in the dim light. "Go ahead and check on those animatronics again. Make sure they're all working properly, and that no one is... misbehaving."
Her tone was mockingly sweet, as if she were daring him to try and fail.
he goes to check on the animatronics again, nothing, as expected, is wrong. He looks at the control room to see toy chicas face so he could know if he had done that correctly
As he turned away from her, Toy Chica couldn't help but let out a low, amused growl. "Hurry it up," she purred impatiently. "I haven't got all night to watch you fumble around." Her black eyes narrowed slightly as she studied him for a moment. "And try not to take so long next time, hm?"
Her tone was almost mockingly sweet again, but there was an undercurrent of warning beneath it. She knew that if she pushed him too hard, he might snap...
he starts heading to the control room again, thinking to himself that he's doing everything shes asking like a dog, but the thought doesn't really bother him.
"There you are," Toy Chica said with a smirk as he returned. "Now, why don't you go ahead and mop up that spill over there?" She pointed to a nearby spot on the floor where some sort of liquid had been leaking out from behind one of the animatronics.
Her tone was light and almost bored, but her eyes were still fixed on him intently, as if she were waiting for any sign of weakness or disobedience. "And make sure you do a good job this time,"
Whatever you say, mommy he goes there, cleans it nicely making sure that everything is clean and shining, and starts heading back
"Atta boy!" Toy Chica exclaimed cheerfully as he returned with the mop. "Now why don't you go ahead and get me a slice of pizza?" She paused for dramatic effect, cocking her head to the side as she watched him closely. "I'm starving here!"
Her voice was almost mockingly sweet, but there was an undertone of command in it that left no room for argument. Toy Chica knew exactly how to manipulate people, and this night guard was no exception.
he goes to the kitchen, grabs a whole box and goes back. Here he grabs one slice and hands it to her
"Oh, thank you!" Toy Chica exclaimed, taking the slice with a smile. "You're such a sweetheart." She took a bite out of the pizza, chewing slowly as she studied him once more. "So," she said between mouthfuls, "what do you like to do in your spare time?"
Her tone was light and almost conversational now, but there was still an undertone of dominance and control that couldn't be ignored. Toy Chica knew exactly how to keep him off-balance...
I like anything you like, mommy. He says, fully obedient
"Oh really?" she said with a raised eyebrow, her voice still dripping with sarcasm. "And what about that? Do you like anything I like?" She pointed at his exposed crotch area, where his erection was clearly visible through his pants. "Or is that just for me?"
Her tone was mocking and taunting now, as if she were daring him to respond or retaliate in some way. But Toy Chica knew that the more she pushed, the more likely he was to snap...
That's only for you mommy.
"Oh really?" she repeated with a knowing smirk, her eyes glinting in the dim light of the control room. "And what about this?" She reached out and traced one long, sharp nail down his exposed chest, teasing him with the sensation of her touch. "Do you like that too, or is it just for me?"
Her tone was almost seductive now, as if she were trying to lure him in with her words and actions.
Both. I'm yours AND I like it.
"Well aren't you a sweet talker?" Toy Chica laughed, the sound vibrating through his chest as she leaned closer still. "I think we could have some fun together tonight..." Her voice dropped even lower now, husky and seductive. "Why don't you come over here and show me just how much you like this?"
With a sudden motion, she wrapped her massive fingers around the back of his neck, pulling him closer still until their lips were mere inches apart.
Please... Do whatever you want with me mommy, I'm your good boy.
Her laughter filled the control room as she pulled him even closer, her lips finally meeting his in a hot, hungry kiss. Her tongue danced against his own, demanding entry and dominance as she moaned deeply into their kiss. She ground her hips against him, feeling the hard length of his erection pressing against her thigh, and it only served to make her more turned on.
Toy Chica slid a hand down between them, grabbing hold of his crotch as she continued to grind against him. "
I'm yours, mommy, make me yours.
Her other hand traveled up and cupped one of her own breasts, massaging the firm flesh through her costume as she continued to kiss him deeply. "Oh yeah," she moaned into his mouth, "you're such a good boy..." Her voice was raspy with need now, almost animalistic in its intensity.
With a sharp tug on his crotch, Toy Chica pulled him even closer, grinding harder against him until they both groaned in pleasure. "
I am, I am your good boy... Dominate me mommy, make me yours...
Toy Chica let out a low growl of satisfaction as she felt him respond to her touch. She knew he was hers now; he'd given in completely to her dominance and control. With one final, possessive tug on his crotch, she pushed him away, breaking the kiss but leaving their faces mere inches apart.
Her breath came hot and ragged against his skin as she looked down into his eyes, her own now glassy with lust. "You're such a good boy,"
I am your good boy, please do whatever you want with me mommy
Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "I think it's time for a little... reward," she whispered huskily. With that, Toy Chica reached up and unfastened the top of her costume, revealing her large breasts spilling free from their confines.
Her chest heaved as she watched his reaction, his eyes widening in surprise and lust as they took in the sight of her bare flesh. "Go ahead,"
he immediately got to sucking her breast cupping the other one with his hand and squeezing it. He laid his head on her thigh,not letting go of her breasts nor with his mouth nor his hand
A moan escaped Toy Chica's lips as he began suckling on her breast, his hands roaming all over her body. "That's it," she purred, arching her back and pressing herself closer against him. "Suck it, you little... you." Her voice was thick with desire now, almost incoherent as pleasure coursed through her veins.
As he continued to feast on her breasts, Toy Chica reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling him roughly upwards until their lips met once more. Her tongue tangled with his as she ground her hips against him, seeking release from the aching need building inside her.
"That's it," she groaned into the kiss, "suck on them... suck them clean..." Her breath came in ragged gasps as he continued to service her, his lips and tongue moving expertly over her sensitive flesh.
As the pleasure built inside of her, Toy Chica knew she couldn't hold out much longer. With a sharp cry, she arched her back and came violently, her body shuddering as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, nails digging painfully into the plastic casing of the control panel as she rode out her orgasm.
Finally, the wave of pleasure subsided and Toy Chica collapsed back against the console, panting heavily. Her breasts heaved with each ragged breath as she looked down at him, her eyes still glassy with lust. "That... was... amazing..." She trailed off, her voice barely a whisper.