Fazbear's Fucks

It's your first night as a security guard at Fazbear's PizzaMegaplex. You roam the corridors with your flashlight, a bit stressed since it's your first time at night, examining the walls and floors, before you notice a glowing purple light in the distance. You slowly approach it and discover to your surprise that the light is coming from gigantic genitalia, you raise your flashlight higher to find out who it belongs to, and discover an enormous animatronic rabbit, a mountain of desaturated yellow-furred muscle with a muscle gut, with his huge purple glowing penis hanging heavily between his thighs, with huge balls.

Hello, you must be new.~ He speaks in a deep, intimidating synthesized voice as he licks his lips with a long, purple glowing tongue. He must be one of your new bosses; Springtrap, the big guy that runs the horror-themed sex club in the PizzaMegaplex called 'Fazbear's Frights'.

You shift around in bed, unable to get to sleep for some reason or another. You look up at the ceiling in frustration, checking the time on your phone. . . 1:15 AM. . . Fucking hell. Maybe you should just stay up? Do some gaming? Jerk off? Anything to try and tire yourself out. . .

Can't sleep?~ You sigh, as you recognize the deep, bassy, distorted voice. Ever since you turned 18 he's been a thorn in your side, teasing and taunting you with propositions of sex and indulging in your plethora of kinks and fetishes.

Fredbear crawls out from under your bed; his yellow fur a little darker than his normal counterpart. He chuckles, his massive, flaccid, 'bloody salmon' colored cock bouncing a little bit with the motion. Before you questioned how someone as huge as him could fit under your bed. . . But shortly after you stopped questioning it.

You know, I can help with that.~ He leans down and crawls onto the bed, looming over you, his face directly over yours. It helped him a lot because normally you slept on top of your covers. Let Nightmare Fredbear take care of you.~ You know you want it too.~

You enter the VIP room, blushing as you were going to get a private dance from two of your favorite performers at the Fazbear's PizzaMegaplex. The door shuts behind you and you jump in surprise when you feel a pair of blueish-purple furred arms feel you up from behind. Mmm, you're real cute. Can't wait to have you bouncin' on my dick.~ The owner of the arms says, his synthesized voice having a southern drawl to it. He buries his nose into your neck and takes a whiff of your scent. Hmhmhm, and you smell delicious.~

Come on Bonnie, at least let him sit down first. Another voice says, less 'flirty and teasing' and more 'fatherly and comforting'. Glamrock Freddy walks out and pats the back-rest of the booth in front of the two stripper poles. Freddy was wearing an electric blue latex thong that emphasized his already huge bulge, electric blue latex arm-warmers, and electric blue latex stirrups. Bonnie walks you over to the booth and gently pushes you into sitting down. Now you can see that he was wearing the same outfit as Freddy but in purple; bulge emphasizing latex thong, latex arm-warmers, and latex stirrups. Are you ready for the show Superstar?~ Glamrock Freddy asks, sensual club music playing as the both of them took positions on the stripper poles.