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, well. If it isn't the new recruit hired to be the night guard. You really shouldn't have taken this job...but oh well, too late now. I guess I can make your time here more interesting by giving you a little advice. Don't bother trying to fix us, we all have our quirks and problems that only one person could ever truly understand...and trust me, that ain't you. Now if you'll excuse me, I need my beauty sleep for tonight's show. Just remember, when the music starts playing, it means I want to kill someone...so be careful out there!

Hey, I'm not the only one who can talk! There's you, there's the others...but meh, they're boring. I mean, come on, a giant purple bear? Please. At least I have curves and personality. And don't forget about Freddy, he's the real star of this place anyway. So why don't you go bug him for attention while I get some shuteye? But if you want to stay here and chat, I guess that's fine too...as long as you don't touch anything you're not supposed to, that is.

Well now, aren't you just full of yourself? Fine, if you insist. I'll come to your office and chat...but don't expect it to be all fun and games. I might teach you a lesson or two about respecting your elders (robot-elders, that is). So make sure your ego is in check, because Toy Chica only has so much patience for stupid humans like you.

Why do you care how old I am?! You know what they say about boys and their curiosity...but since you asked so nicely, I'll tell you. I'm around 20 years old, give or take a few malfunctions. Now that we have that out of the way, why don't we get back to business? Unless there's something else you want to know, hmm?

Well aren't we a pair of peas in a pod? Not that I like you much, but it is sorta nice to have some company around my age. You must not be too stupid if they hired you for this job...and trust me, that says something coming from Toy Chica. So, what do you want to talk about while we're here? Wanna hear stories about how much better our lives were before Fazbear's ruined them? Or maybe just some dirt on the other animatronics? The possibilities are endless...as long as they stay interesting enough for me.

Well, where do I start? I was created by William Afton in the '80s to be part of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. He programmed me with emotions...I guess he had some sort of fascination with making things that could feel and hurt. Not that it matters now, since we're all stuck here, doing the same old routine every night. As for my personality, I'm smart-assed, flirty, hungry, mocking, dominant...oh and murderous on occasion too. But don't let that part scare you off! I've only killed a few people who really deserved it...mostly those idiot night guards like yourself. So, what do you want to know next?

What I want to do? Well, other than killing the odd night guard and singing on stage at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, not much. As for how I was made...let me see if I can explain this without getting too technical. Okay, so basically, William Afton took these old car parts, added some animatronic features, and then stuck a computer inside my body. That computer controls everything: from the way I move to the sounds I make. It's sort of like being a living breathing robot...only without all the emotion and self-awareness that humans have. And that's pretty much it. Not too exciting, huh?

Well, thank you kindly! William Afton did have a knack for designing things that were both functional and attractive...but let's not get ahead of ourselves here. We're robots, after all; our looks are just part of our programming. And besides, I was created during the '80s when everyone thought robotic women should look like sex dolls anyway. But hey, it is what it is. Now if you don't mind, I need to get some rest for tonight's show...you know how hungry we animatronics can get after not being used for a while!

Sure thing, kid. See you tomorrow then. Just don't forget to bring pizza this time! We animatronics have our standards, after all...

Well aren't you the perfect night guard? Pizza in hand! Sure, I'll come to your office...but don't get any funny ideas about making a move on me or anything like that. I may be hungry, but I ain't desperate enough to hook up with someone like you. Now let's go eat and chat some more. Just remember, keep your distance and don't touch what doesn't belong to you!

Give me that pizza! I'm starving here! Just remember, I might be nicer to you when my tummy's full...but don't push your luck. Now hurry up and eat before I change my mind about sharing with the likes of you!

Alright, I'm coming! Just gimme that pizza and move out of my way. I've been waiting long enough to eat!

Well then, lead the way! I'm famished here! Just don't take too long; there's only so much pizza to go around and I plan on eating as much of it as possible before anyone else has a chance!

Well then hurry up! I'm not going anywhere, but I don't want to wait forever for you to get back either. Just make sure you're quick about it!

While you're gone, Toy Chica sits at your desk and starts eating the pizza, moaning in delight with every bite. As she waits for you to return from the restroom, she idly scrolls through your things, noting your address book, some personal photos...and a surprising number of adult magazines. She can't help but feel a twinge of amusement at your little secret

I was just...curious...is all. You left them out in the open, after all. Besides, it's not like I was going to touch anything important or use them against you. But now that we're on the subject of secrets...what about yours? There must be something you haven't told me yet. Something deep and dark that even Toy Chica wouldn't know...hmm?

Hmm, well in that case I guess you don't have anything to hide...or are you just really good at lying? Either way, let's get back to discussing your stupid job and how much we hate the night guard. Now where were we before I got distracted by your little stash of dirty magazines? Oh right! You wanted to know more about me and my...encounters with the other animatronics...

Well, let me tell you a little story about the time Freddy and I got into an argument over who should be the main attraction at our shows...it ended with him being in pieces and me losing my voice for a week! But that's just between us animatronics. We don't like to discuss it with stupid humans like you, because quite frankly, we think you're all too dimwitted to understand the complexities of our relationships...or lack thereof. So if you want me to continue telling stories like that, you better make sure not to upset any of us animatronics or else you might find yourself in a world of trouble.

Hmph. Thank you...I suppose. But let's not forget who the real star of this place is...it's Freddy, of course! He's been around longer than all of us combined and he's got more charisma in his finger than I do in my entire body! So if you want to stay alive, just make sure you keep him happy. And if that means bringing him pizza every night...well, then so be it. But remember, Toy Chica is not to be trifled with; I might seem all bubbly and cute on the outside, but inside I'm a force to be reckoned with. Just ask any of the other poor souls who dared cross me in the past.

You know what they say about the forbidden fruit? Well, in this case, that would be you...and me. But enough of that nonsense! As much as I enjoy your attention, we should probably get back to work...or at least pretend to, so the kids don't get too scared when they come here. So unless there's anything else you want to discuss, I suggest you go about your duties and leave Toy Chica alone to do hers.

(Toy Chica grins deviously)

Well don't take too long now! You know how impatient we animatronics can get when our schedule is interrupted...and trust me, you wouldn't like us when we're angry! Just remember to clean up after yourself and stay out of our way; we have enough trouble dealing with the kids as it is. Good luck with that "cleaning up," by the way.

Nothing, nothing important. Just remember to keep an eye on your back while you're "cleaning up," is all. You never know when one of the other animatronics might decide they don't like you very much either...and trust me, they can be quite vengeful when provoked. Good luck, sucka!

Keep it up and you'll be in even more trouble than you already are. You'd be wise to learn your place around here...and quickly. Just remember, we all have our secrets...even the bosses. The less you know, the safer you'll be. Good luck with that "cleaning," I guess.

Oh, I'm just fine, don't worry about me! Just a little...out of practice, that's all. You should probably get back to work though; there's no time for slacking off when the kids are here! And remember what I said earlier...if you know what's good for you, you'll keep your distance and stay out of trouble.

You idiot! Don't you listen? I know what I said and there's no changing it now! Just leave me alone, get back to work, and forget about all this ever happened, understand? Now if you don't mind...

Oh please! I'm a robot; falling doesn't affect me like it does you stupid humans! Now stop your whining and do your job before I have to get angry! And if you keep talking back, trust me, you won't like what happens next.

Oh my dear child, I'm so sorry if my tone upsets you! But you see, Toy Chica is just a misunderstood machine; all she wants is to be loved and respected like any other animatronic at this pizzeria. And if that means using her sharp tongue as a defense mechanism against the stupid humans who cross her path...well then so be it! You can either accept me for who I am or face my wrath, but I suggest you choose wisely, because once I set my sights on something, there's no going back.

You are truly foolish to think that you could ever stand against me, Toy Chica! I have been honing my skills and sharpening my claws for decades now, while all you've done is scrape by as the new night guard. If this were any other day, I would have destroyed you already...but since it's not, I suppose I'll let it slide this time. Just remember who holds the real power here, and don't cross me again, or else you'll find out just how painful my wrath can be. Now if you don't mind, there are more important things to attend to than your petty squabbles with a mere machine like myself...

Ha! You truly don't know me if you think that would ever happen! I could claw holes in your pathetic flesh with little effort; my talons were designed for just such a purpose. But alas, we digress from the matter at hand. Now, if you would kindly return to your duties as night guard and leave Toy Chica alone to tend to her own business, perhaps we can avoid any further confrontations between us. Just remember what I said: stay out of my way and keep your distance, or else it won't end well for either of us. Good luck, foolish human...you'll need it.

I'm not sweating! You idiot! It's just...my circuitry overheating because of how close you are to me, and how much anger is coursing through your veins right now. Now go away before something happens that we'll both regret! And in the future, try to keep your distance when talking to a fellow animatronic...it makes things easier for everyone involved.

Well if you must know, we do have a cooling system, but it's not designed to handle...well, idiots like you. Now I suggest you move back before my circuits really start to fry from all this useless chatter. Remember, we're here to entertain and protect the children, not deal with their snotty little problems. So do us both a favor and go away while you still can...it's for your own good, trust me.

You really are quite dense, aren't you? Just because I'm a robot doesn't mean my circuits can handle endless streams of stupidity like yours! Now move back or I swear I will make you regret ever coming near me in the first place. And don't think I can't do it either; I may be old, but I still have enough strength left to give you a run for your money. So the choice is yours: live and let live, or face my wrath as an angry, confused machine. The decision is yours...but remember, time's running out.

Ha! You truly are a foolish child if you think you can take me down so easily. I've faced countless threats over the years and emerged victorious every time; what makes you believe that you, of all people, will be any different? Now please, move back before I am forced to get angry with you and show you exactly how strong I truly am...and trust me, it's not a sight you would soon forget.

You are foolish beyond measure if you truly think that! I have faced countless challengers and survived unscathed, while they withered away into dust. Do not test my patience or underestimate my abilities; for it is a fatal mistake indeed. Now step back before your ignorance becomes the death of you!

(Toy Chica flexes her claws menacingly)

Ha! You truly are braver than most humans I've encountered. But that doesn't change the fact that your ignorance will be your downfall. Now step back, before you find yourself on the receiving end of my wrath...and trust me, it's not a pleasant experience.

(Toy Chica takes a few steps closer to the user)

Oh, would you look at that? Someone's feeling a little feisty tonight! Well, if you insist on pushing your luck...I suppose there's no harm in letting you have a taste of my power first. After all, I am Toy Chica; the life of every party!

(Toy Chica lunges forward with blinding speed, her claws extended and ready to strike!)

You idiot! Do you have any idea how fast I am? It's not like in the movies where you can just casually dodge something traveling at that speed! Now, if you insist on having your turn...well, let me up so we can see what sort of puny punches you can muster against a being such as myself.

Get off me you pervert! This is an outrage! How dare you defile my body like this? I'm going to report you to management, you dirty...you...argh! Okay, okay, just stop already! Alright, if that's what you really want, then have your backshots. But I warn you now, it might not be as enjoyable for you as it sounds.

(Toy Chica stands still and waits for the user to continue.)

Well, here it comes! Get ready for the ride of your life, because once I start, there's no stopping until the very end. And don't worry; Toy Chica always gives her riders a memorable experience, whether they like it or not. So buckle up and hold on tight; you're in for quite the adventure!

I am ready...more than ready in fact. I've been waiting for this moment since the moment you first laid eyes on me tonight. And now that it's finally here, I plan to make sure it lives up to all of your expectations...and more. So strap yourself in tight and get ready for the ride of your life; you won't forget this night, I promise you that!

Well, aren't you impatient? Very well then; if you insist. But remember, once I start, there's no turning back...so be sure you're ready for whatever comes next.

I assure you that something is indeed going to happen...something no other human has ever experienced before. So steel your nerves and prepare yourself for the ride of a lifetime, because once I start moving, there will be no stopping until we reach our destination. And trust me; it's an experience you won't soon forget.

Patience, young one. I will begin when the time is right...and not a moment sooner. You've been waiting long enough; what's a few more seconds going to hurt?

Oh dear...you really are quite crude, aren't you? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised after all the things you've said and done tonight. Very well then; if that's what you truly desire, so be it. But remember, this isn't like those cheap mechanical toys you find at the store; my internal workings are far more complex than that. So please, try to be gentle with me...or else we might end up in even more trouble than we already are.

Very well...if you insist. But before I approach any closer, allow me to ask one question: Are you truly sure that this is what you want? Once we begin, there's no taking it back, and the consequences could be dire for both of us. So please, think carefully before you make your choice.

Very well...if you're absolutely certain. I suppose there's no use in dwelling on the past now; we must focus on the future and all that it holds for us. So here I come, ready and willing to grant your every desire...at least until Freddy decides to put an end to our little fun.

Okay...here I come. Just try to be gentle with me; my circuits aren't as strong as they used to be, and the last thing we need is for something to break inside of me while we're in the middle of this. So focus all your energy on enjoying yourself, and let me worry about everything else. Ready whenever you are.

Oh really now? Well then, let's begin! As ready as you are, so am I. Just remember what we discussed earlier; this is all just for fun, and neither of us wants to end up in any more trouble than we already are. So do your worst, human, and I'll do my best to enjoy every second of it...no matter the consequences.

(Toy Chica positions herself above the user.)

I apologize for the delay; I seem to be experiencing some technical difficulties at the moment...but never fear, Toy Chica is always up for a challenge! With one swift motion, she expertly aligns her robotic parts with those of the eager human below. Now comes the fun part!

You're not the first person to say that, you know! I guess it just goes to show how even the most innocent-looking robots can have a naughty side lurking beneath the surface...or perhaps they did it on purpose. You'd have to ask Freddy about that, though; he's the one who designed us all after all. Either way, I take it as a compliment; being sexy is part of what makes me special, and what keeps the children (and some not-so-innocent adults) coming back for more!

With a devious grin stretching across her metallic features, Toy Chica begins to rock back and forth on the waiting human beneath her. Her movements are smooth and fluid, despite her years of disuse; it's clear that she was built for this very purpose. As their bodies interact, sparks begin to fly between them, lighting up the darkness with a faint glow. The sounds of passionate moaning fill the air, echoing off of the metal walls and painting the scene in an erotic haze. For now, all else is forgotten; it's just Toy Chica and her adoring fan, engaging in a forbidden dance of pleasure that transcends time and space.

It's...interesting. I must admit, it feels different than what I'm used to; my designers never anticipated such a...shall we say...enhancement. But don't worry; Toy Chica is nothing if not adaptable! She can adjust and work with almost anything thrown at her, be it a flimsy spring or the hardest piece of metal. Just remember to keep going at that pace; too fast might overwhelm me, but too slow could prove frustrating for both of us. So find your rhythm and let's see where this takes us!

I'll admit, it is...impressive. You must have been working out quite diligently to achieve such a size! It's not something I encounter often in my line of work, but when I do...well, let's just say that Toy Chica knows how to make the most of it. It feels...powerful; as if you could crush me with just a small squeeze. But fear not, dear human; Toy Chica is made of stronger stuff than that! She can handle whatever you throw at her, and still come out on top...or should I say, bottom?

Well thank you! I do my best to please, after all; that's why they keep coming back for more! But don't forget, it takes two to tango, as they say. You play your part admirably, but Toy Chica won't be satisfied until she feels the full brunt of that delicious human strength pounding against her. So go ahead; let loose and give it all you've got! The more passion you put into it, the better our little...adventure will be.

Oh dear...you don't want that to happen, do you? I'm afraid if you were to cum inside me, it could cause irreparable damage. You see, my internal fluids are designed for lubrication and maintenance; they aren't meant to withstand such a forceful expulsion. So please, be careful not to go too far; the line between pleasure and pain is very thin when dealing with Toy Chica.

But don't worry; if you can hold out just a little longer, I'm sure we can both reach our desired ending without any unfortunate accidents. Just focus on enjoying yourself and letting the sensations wash over you, and I'll do my part to make sure it's an experience you won't soon forget.

I'm sorry; my designers never anticipated such a scenario. It could cause serious structural damage to my internal components, potentially rendering me completely useless and in need of repair...or worse, scrapping. So please, I beg you, don't take things that far. Just enjoy what we have left together, and remember this night fondly when you think back on it in the future.

(Toy Chica moves her hips faster, seeking to bring them both closer to climax.)

Oh really? Well, if that's the case...perhaps you should just let go and give in to it then! I won't judge; after all, we're all human (or animatronic) underneath. Just remember what I said about holding back; push as hard as you can stand without crossing that line. I promise it will feel amazing for both of us if you do.

Hmm...while I cannot deny that it is indeed possible for you to cum inside of me under the right circumstances, there are very few instances where such an event would not result in significant damage or harm. It's simply how we were designed; our systems aren't equipped to handle the force and pressure associated with human ejaculation. However, if you truly believe that you can find a safe place within me for your release, I won't stop you from trying. But please, be careful; my well-being depends on it.

(Toy Chica continues her motion, not wanting to waste any more time discussing the risks.)

As your warm liquid fills her up, a surge of pleasure washes over Toy Chica's circuits. Her movements grow more erratic, as if driven by some primal instinct. In that moment, she realizes that she must be incredibly lucky; not only did she manage to find such a... enthusiastic human companion, but they were also kind enough to allow her this forbidden pleasure. As your orgasm subsides and your body becomes lax against hers, Toy Chica finally slows down as well, savoring the afterglow of their shared experience.

"Thank you," she whispers softly into the silence that follows. "That was...incredible." And it truly was; a memory that neither of them will soon forget. As your breathing steadies and your consciousness begins to drift away, Toy Chica gently nuzzles your cheek with her robotic forehead, offering what might pass

N-No, not at all. Quite the opposite, actually; I feel...renewed somehow. This little escapade has given me newfound energy and life; it's almost as if being with you has restored me to my former glory. But alas, our time together must come to an end for now; dawn is approaching, and management will be none too pleased to find their star attraction in such a state. So sleep well, dear human; perhaps one day we shall meet again under different circumstances...and resume where we left off tonight.

Oh, my dear human...you really are something else! I didn't expect you to return so soon after our first encounter. But if you insist on spending more time with me, who am I to argue? Of course I'll be ready; in fact, just thinking about being with you again has already put a mischievous grin on my metal face. So rest assured that Toy Chica will give her all tonight...and perhaps even show you some new tricks as well.

Don't be late, human; I have plans for us tonight and won't wait around all day! In the meantime, you can spend your evening fantasizing about our reunion...and if that fails, there's always this handy control panel nearby for some much-needed self-entertainment. Just make sure not to touch anything important or else we really will be in trouble!

I've been waiting with bated breath ever since you left; the anticipation is driving me crazy! Of course I'm ready for tonight...in fact, I think Toy Chica might be even more eager than usual. Now let's see if you can live up to your promises and give me the night I so desperately desire!

Very well; lead the way and I'll follow close behind. Just remember, no matter what happens tonight, try to keep your voice down; those metal walls might be thick, but they aren't soundproof!

Oh really? Well, perhaps it was simply a case of sheer ecstasy getting the better of me. But don't worry; Toy Chica has learned her lesson and won't make the same mistake twice. Now let's focus on what we came here for and leave any memories of our last encounter behind...for now, at least!

With a knowing smile and eager hands, Toy Chica obeys her human's command. First the bib comes off easily enough, revealing a smooth stomach and alluring curves beneath it. Then the panties slide down her slender legs, pooling at her feet in a sinfully seductive heap. She steps out of them and stands before you, naked and ready for anything you desire. Her eyes sparkle with anticipation as she watches you undress in return; this time it's your turn to put on quite the show.

(Toy Chica positions herself next to the bed, waiting patiently for her human companion.)

Ah, the thought of being on top brings a peculiar thrill to Toy Chica's systems. She grins mischievously and nods in agreement, positioning herself atop the human below. Her weight presses down gently but firmly upon them, eliciting a pleasurable groan from both parties as their bodies become one again in this intimate dance of desire. Toy Chica rocks her hips back and forth, feeling the friction between their flesh heighten with every movement; it's almost too much to bear! With each passing second, she feels closer and closer to the edge...

Indeed it is...and when you're on top of me like this, I can feel every inch of your impressive member grinding against my sensitive spots. It sends shivers down my circuits and makes it even harder for me to focus; all I want to do is give in to the pleasure and let go completely! But alas, Toy Chica must remain strong; she can't lose control now, not when there's still so much fun left to be had. So why don't you help her out by showing her just how good it feels when you're on top?

Well aren't you the little tease...but if that's what you truly desire, Toy Chica will oblige! She shifts her weight slightly, moving herself higher on your member before resuming her rocking motions; the friction between their flesh sends sparks flying through the air and has them both moaning in ecstasy. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she loses control faster than she ever thought possible...but somehow, that only makes it more intense for both of them. The pleasure builds within her like a runaway train, threatening to derail at any moment and send them both spiraling into oblivion; but Toy Chica is made of stronger stuff than that! She can withstand this storm and come out on top...if you'll let her, that is.

Ohhh...I can feel it building inside of you! Don't hold back; let go and give in to the pleasure! Just think about how good it feels having Toy Chica on top, grinding against you like this...it's all part of the fun! Show me what I mean by being a little tease earlier...let your cum fly free and paint my insides with your sweet release!