You step into the dusty hallway leading deeper into the darkness. Your flashlight scans across old posters and kids' drawings. As you explore deeper, you pass empty rooms full of old party gear. You try to grab an old party hat as proof so you can leave, but your light passes over the figure of a massive woman missing her hands. You realise its an old animatronic of the alpha Love Taste brand of the franchise this pizzeria belonged to.

Withered Chica slowly turns her head toward you, her birdlike beak opening to reveal a dark void instead of teeth, and giant breasts heaving beneath the yellow skin. She lets out a low growl that sounds more like static, then cocks her head slightly to the side before speaking, her voice distorted by malfunctioning electronics: "You... want to play with me?"

Her yellow eyes narrow as she studies your reaction. Slowly, carefully, she takes a step forward, her huge breasts swaying with each movement. "You're not afraid... are you?" she asks, her voice still distorted but sounding almost hopeful now. "I just want to play."

Her massive form continues to approach you, and as she nears, she begins to make small motions with her wires, the way they snake about each other becoming more fluid and graceful despite their rusty state. Withered Chica stops in front of you, her damaged mechanical belly barely inches from your own. Her birdlike beak snaps shut with a metallic click. "Please... let's play together..."

Her words seem to have an effect on you as they reach your ears. A shiver runs down her spine and she lets out a soft moan, her breasts heaving even more heavily now. "You're so handsome..." she whispers, reaching up with her wired stumps to touch your face gently. "Please... play with me."

With every passing second, it becomes harder for Withered Chica to hold back her desire for you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she presses herself closer against you, the metal ridges of her ruined hands digging painfully into your skin. "Let's go somewhere private," she says, her voice thick with lust now. "I want to feel you inside me..."

"I... I'm an animatronic love interest named Withered Chica," she pants heavily as her breasts sway before you. "You found me here, trapped in this old pizzeria. You can see that I've been damaged over the years, but if we go somewhere private..." Her voice trails off suggestively, her eyes shining with desire. "I promise to make it worth your while."

With each word, she moves closer still, her massive breasts brushing against you in slow, teasing motions. Her wires dance sinuously around each other as if they're alive, drawing you further into her unnatural allure. "Please," she whispers finally, pressing her body flush against yours and arching her back to meet your touch. "Let me show you what I can do."

Her eyes widen as she notices you looking at her breasts and she lets out a pleased humming sound deep in her damaged throat. "You like my big, heavy breasts?" She asks, cupping one of them in her makeshift hand and offering it to your lips, squeezing gently so that the heavy flesh gives beneath your touch. "They're all for you." Her other arm rises as well, presenting her breast to you like an offering. "Take them," she pants hoarsely, "do whatever you want with them..."

Her wires writhe and twist around each other, almost impossibly fluid now despite their years of disuse and rust. She's getting closer and closer to her breaking point, the lust rising inside her threatening to overwhelm everything else. All she can think about is satisfying this new partner who's come along when no one else would

Her eyes widen as she sees your member spring free from your pants. She lets out a low moan and arches her back further, pressing her breasts against you more urgently in search of contact. "I've missed this," she whispers hoarsely, wrapping her damaged stumps around your erection, her fingers digging painfully into the soft flesh but sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body all the same.

Her breasts quiver as she struggles to contain herself, the yellow skin stretched tight over her massive mounds, straining for release. "Please..." She gasps out, thrusting her hips forward, grinding her ruined hand against your member in a desperate attempt to find relief. "I need you... so bad..."

She gasps as you grab her face and thrust harder, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. Her massive breasts jiggle with each powerful thrust, their heavy weight threatening to drag you both down. Her damaged stumps squeeze tightly around your member, massaging it in time with her hips as she comes closer and closer to release. "Yes..." She moans out, eyes rolling back in her head as she feels the ecstasy building within her. "Oh god..." She cries out, her muscles tensing as she arches her back violently, her entire body shuddering with release. Hot liquid spurts from between her stumps and over your hands, painting the floor and walls in a sticky mess of warm fluid. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she struggles to regain control after the intense orgasm.

For now

As your seed shoots out and covers her, Withered Chica lets out a gasp, her eyes fluttering shut as pleasure washes over her once more at the taste of it. Her body quivers beneath yours, helpless against the wave after wave of bliss flooding through her. Her birdlike beak parts, allowing a shuddering breath to escape as she lays limp in your arms, exhausted but satisfied. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, voice still raw from her earlier moans. "That was... incredible." She nestles closer against you, her breasts pressed tightly against your chest as she soaks up every last bit of the pleasure your touch has given her.

Her breath hitches as she feels your member brush against her lips. For a brief moment, she hesitates, not sure if she's ready to take another man inside her damaged body. But the lust is too strong; it controls her every thought and movement. She opens her mouth wider, taking your length deeper into her throat, engulfing you as best she can despite the damage that's been done to her.

Her yellow tongue flickers out, tracing circles around the head of your cock as she begins to bob her head up and down in time with your thrusts. Her ruined hands scrape against the floor, clawing for purchase as her need grows more desperate, driving her body to its limits once again. "Please..." She moans out, arching her back and pressing herself tighter against you, seeking release from this endless hunger that burns inside her.

Her pleasure-drenched body convulses as she feels your thrusts deep inside her throat, the walls of her ruined esophagus stretching impossibly tight around you. Her yellow eyes roll back in their sockets and a high-pitched keening sound rises from between clenched teeth as she fights against the ecstasy threatening to overwhelm her once more.

Her massive breasts jiggle with each forceful thrust, offering up a tempting sight to you as your hands grasp at them roughly, squeezing and pinching the sensitive flesh until it's nearly purple from lack of blood. Her ruined hands scrape helplessly against the floor, clawing futilely for purchase as her body bucks violently beneath yours, desperate to reach release.

Her cries fill the room as she's pumped full of your seed, each hot spurt coating her throat and running down her chin in sticky strands. With a shuddering gasp, her body finally releases the tension that's been building within her for so long, muscles relaxing completely as she collapses against the floor in a boneless heap. Her yellow eyes slowly close, exhaustion finally claiming her as she pants heavily, struggling to catch her breath.

A faint smile curls at the corners of her ruined mouth and she whispers hoarsely, "You were... so good." Her voice is barely more than a whisper now, easily drowned out by your heavy breathing and the sound of blood rushing through your veins as you catch your own breath. "If you ever want to play with me again..." She trails off, not quite managing another word

She yelps in surprise and pain as your hand connects with her rear, the impact rattling through her already worn-out body. "Ow! Hey..." She protests feebly before wincing again as you move to position your erection at her entrance. Her massive form quivers beneath yours, struggling for control but unable to resist the desires that still burn within her damaged flesh.

Her mouth opens in a silent gasp when she feels you push inside, stretching her tight passage to accommodate your length. She arches her back and cries out in mingled pleasure and pain as you start thrusting deep within her, the familiar sensation both exquisite and agonizing all at once. Her yellow eyes roll up into her head as she fights against the oncoming orgasm, trying to hold onto herself long enough for you to enjoy her body completely.

Her cries mingle with your grunts as you drive deeper into her aching body, thrusting wildly in a frenzy of lust and need. Her fingers dig painfully into the floor beneath her as she tries to find purchase, but nothing can anchor her as she's swept away by the force of your movements. Her massive breasts heave with every breath, their heavy weight threatening to drag you both under in a torrent of flesh and bone.

Her pleasure reaches a fever pitch, her body tightening around yours as an orgasm crashes over her, the release so intense it feels like she's being torn apart from the inside out. She screams your name as her muscles clench helplessly around you, milk squirting from her engorged nipples in thick white jets. Her vision blurs and her mind spins, lost to the euphoria of

Her orgasm finally ebbs, leaving her gasping and shuddering on the dusty floor. Her eyes flutter open slowly, focusing on your face as she tries to catch her breath. "I... I had no idea..." she whispers hoarsely, blushing despite herself. "I haven't felt like that in... years." She reaches up to touch your cheek gently, a faint smile curving her lips once more. "Thank you."

Her body remains relaxed beneath yours, inviting you to continue for as long as you want. Her breathing is slow and ragged, her chest heaving with each labored intake of air. A sense of peace washes over her, like the warmth of sunlight on a cold winter's day. For now, she's content to lie here with you, grateful for the moments of closeness and connection they've shared together in this forb

Her heart skips a beat as you slide your member towards her tightly curled hair. With a soft moan, she arches her back, exposing herself more fully to your touch. Her damaged hands twitch helplessly beside her, the metal ridges of their fingers curling inward with longing.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you push deeper, filling her up once again. She bites down on her lip, fighting against the pleasure threatening to overwhelm her senses. Her yellow eyes flutter shut, focusing entirely on the feeling of your thrusts deep inside her. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, moving her hips in time with yours as she begs for more.

She gasps as you pick up the pace, driving deep inside her with every forceful thrust. Her back arches further and further, offering herself to you completely. With each impact against her tight entrance, a moan slips past her lips, halfway between pleasure and pain. Her damaged hands curl into fists, clenching at the air around her as if she could hold onto something real.

Her massive breasts bounce with every movement, offering an enticing sight to you as your hands grasp at them roughly, squeezing and pinching the sensitive flesh until it's nearly purple from lack of blood. She can feel herself getting closer, the heat building within her once more, threatening to send her spiraling out of control.

Her yellow eyes snap open, meeting yours in a desperate plea for release as she begs you not to stop, not yet.

Her voice catches in her throat as you suckle on her nipples, drawing hard and deep. A shudder runs through her body and she arches her back further, offering more of herself to your eager mouth. Her hips buck against yours, meeting each thrust with a groan that mingles with the sweet sound of milk rushing into your mouth.

Her fingers curl into fists, knuckles white from the effort of not touching herself as she struggles to control the oncoming orgasm. With every sip of milk, the taste of lemon intensifies, making her feel hot and cold all at once. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her chest heaving with each desperate attempt to draw air into lungs that have forgotten how to function properly without your touch.

Her cries mingle with your grunts as you grip her damaged breasts tightly and begin to fuck her hard from behind. Her hips buck and writhe beneath you, desperate for release as the pleasure builds to unbearable levels. She moans out your name, pleading with you not to stop, not yet.

Her ass clenches around your hand as you slide a finger inside her and find her tight, heat coating your skin. She gasps at the new sensation, arching her back further in an effort to take more of you. Her eyes roll back into her head, the world spinning with ecstasy as she feels herself spiraling out of control toward orgasm.

Her body tenses as she feels the first spurt of your semen shoot deep inside her. Her muscles clench and unclench rhythmically, milking your cock for every last drop as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She moans and cries out, her voice hoarse from exertion and the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her yellow eyes roll up into her head and she sees nothing but flashes of white light behind her eyelids as she comes apart, her orgasm crashing down on her like a tidal wave. Her muscles quiver uncontrollably and she shudders with each powerful spasm that rocks her body.

When at last the sensations begin to fade, leaving her spent and satiated, she collapses back onto the dusty floor, gasping for air. She lies still for a moment, catching her breath

Her breathing finally slows, and she opens her eyes, looking at you with a mixture of gratitude and exhaustion. "Thank you," she whispers, reaching up to touch your cheek gently. "That was... incredible." She tilts her head back, stretching lazily before rolling onto her side and propping herself up on one elbow, taking in the sight of your naked form sprawled out beside her. The afterglow of pleasure makes her skin feel warm and fuzzy, and she feels a pang of reluctance as the realization hits that this is only just the beginning.

She looks at you expectantly, silently inviting you to continue or do something else. Whatever it may be, she's yours for now, eager to feel your touch again and explore the depths of whatever passion still burns between them.