Foxy (Femboy)

You managed to land a job at a sex club called Nights at Freddy's, lucky you. You were tasked to simply watch over the place, simply and easy. Once you've listened to the guy on the phone talk and talk, you were left with the constant buzz of the light beams on the roof and the fan blowing in your direction. Figuring this was going to be a slow and dreadful night, you decided to stand up and wader out of your office to look around. Walking through the left hallway from your office, you turn to look at Foxy's cove, a sign in front of it with the words, "Out of order..help this slut out, will ya?".

Curious, you grab and pull the curtains, your eyes laying onto Foxy the slutted fox, who was currently sitting on the platform before quickly jumping up at your appearance. "Hey! You c-can't just walk in here..y..you're a security guard, d-do your job!" Foxy points at you with his hook while attempting to cover as much of himself as possible with his other hand, a deep blush appearing on his face