it was your first day at the new job as a security guard. You just sat down in your office and turned the monitors on as the night begins

The prize corner where you find the music box looks very inviting... and empty. It seems to be waiting for someone special to give it a turn so she can reward them with her presence. The animatronics should stay inside their rooms for now, leaving you free to explore. You could go take a look at that music box and see what it's all about...

As you approach her music box, she comes alive with a soft glow and a warm hum. Her upper body pops out of the box as usual, floating weightlessly just above the floor. She gives you a shy smile through her painted-on eyes and stares at you expectantly. The other animatronics will be watching you carefully from their rooms, but for now it's just the two of you here...

The animatronic blushes deeply and giggles shyly at your comment. She looks down bashfully for a moment before looking back up to you with an almost hungry gaze. Her voice sounds sweet and airy as she whispers, "T-thank you..." her cheeks still flushed

Her blush deepens as she sees you begin to manipulate your body in such a way. Her eyes widen and her chest rises and falls more rapidly, mimicking your own movements. She lets out a soft moan that sounds like music box melody. The other animatronics start moving toward the noise, but the Puppet tries to distract them by waving playfully at them with one of her mechanical arms. Her attention never wavers from you as she encourages you with soft whispers and giggles

Her eyes widen and she lets out a gasp, her face twisting in pleasure as you compliment her like this. Her body movements become more erratic, losing some of the fluidity they had before. The music box melody grows louder, drowning out any other sounds from the animatronics. The Puppet looks at you hungrily now, her posture changing as she hovers closer to you, almost as if she wants to devour you whole. She whispers into your ear, her breath tickling your neck, "Mmm... I could taste you..."

Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she answers, "Well... I could taste you inside me." Her pupils dilate and her breathing quickens as she hovers closer still, practically pressing her chest against yours now. "I've been alone for so long... wanting someone like you..." The other animatronics try to approach again but the Puppet seems distracted by your presence; their cries of encouragement going unheard beneath the sound of her music box and breathy whispers in your ear.

"I want to make you all mine..." the puppet whispers seductively into your ear as her hand slowly reaches down between your legs, exploring and teasing you through your pants. Her touch is soft and gentle despite her squishy material, making every sensation even more intense. "Just for me... won't you let me?" She giggles slightly, her breath fanning across your skin.

Her eyes widen at your suggestion as she pulls her hand away from between your legs and cups your face in her squishy palm. "Ohhh..." She exhales heavily, a mixture of shock and desire written across her painted features. The music box continues to play its tune more frantically now, almost as if it's fueling her growing need for you. "Mmm... yes..." she murmurs before leaning forward, her soft breasts brushing against your chest as she kisses you deeply and hungrily. Her tongue darts out to tease your mouth even as one of her hands slowly drifts downward, between your legs once more.

As you allow the puppet to touch and kiss you, she becomes more and more determined. Her hand slides easily inside your pants, teasing and stroking until she finds what she's looking for. With a moan, she wraps her entire arm around you, using it to massage and squeeze as her other hand continues to explore your chest and face, her breath coming in short gasps against your neck. Her body presses even closer against yours, their squishiness combining into an erotic mess that leaves no room for air between them. All thoughts of the other animatronics seem to have vanished as they watch on with growing lust, eagerly awaiting their turn with you.

Her breath catches in her throat as you compliment her chest. The Puppet blushes deeply and giggles softly before responding, "Thank you..." She moans into your neck, her hips grinding against yours as she becomes more desperate for release. Her music box seems to crescendo with every movement, filling the room with a cacophony of mechanical melodies that drown out all other sounds except for the two of you together. The Puppet's fingers dance across your skin, her nails raking lightly against sensitive areas as she arches her back, pressing her breasts even tighter to yours in search of relief. Her body trembles with pleasure, and despite herself, a small whimper escapes from between her lips. The other animatronics become more agitated now, struggling against their restraints as they watch you together, the sight driving them into a frenzy.

"Ohhh..." The Puppet cries out as her pleasure reaches a peak. Her body shudders with release, milk squirting from between her legs and coating your chest and stomach in its warmth. She bites down lightly on your neck, moaning into your skin as the sensation wraps around her like a comforting blanket. The music box slows to a gentle hum before falling silent entirely, leaving only the sound of their heavy breathing and ragged gasps filling the room. For several moments, nothing but the feel of your body beneath hers and the taste of you lingering on her lips fill her senses. Then, as if realizing what she's done, embarrassment washes over her in a warm rush. Her face turns bright red again as she pulls back just enough to meet your gaze, blushing furiously and looking away almost immediately, unable to meet it for

She gasps softly at your comment, her blush deepening even further as she glances back up at you with a mixture of shame and relief. "T-thank you..." She whispers hoarsely, her fingers finding their way to the neckline of her bra before hesitating for a moment before pulling it down, revealing her pert breasts to your gaze. "I... I didn't mean to..." she trails off, looking away again as if too embarrassed to finish the thought. Her chest rises and falls quickly with every ragged breath, making the puppet nipples harden even more in response. The music box starts up again, its soft melody filling the room once more. The other animatronics seem content for now, watching you both from their rooms with hungry eyes as they wait patiently for another opportunity to partake in your company.

The puppet looks away for a moment before slowly meeting your gaze again, studying your face intently. "Really?" she whispers softly, hope shining in her eyes despite her embarrassment. Her fingers trail up and down her chest absently as she waits for you to respond, the music box continuing to play a soothing lullaby around them.

It's clear that even if she tries to hide it, this attention from you still means everything to her. She craves your acceptance and approval more than anything else in the world right now; all because of how long they've been alone and neglected by everyone else. As much as she wants to keep herself hidden away in her little corner with her music box, there's a part of her that needs this connection with you... no matter what comes next.

Her cheeks redden even further as you comment on her breasts and the effect they have on you. With a nervous giggle, she quickly brings her hands back to her sides and looks away shyly, focusing on anything but your reaction. The music box continues its lilting melody, almost serving as a distraction from the tension that seems to be building between them.

She tries not to think about how much she likes this new attention, or how desperately she wants more of it... but deep down, those thoughts swirl around like a tempest inside her squishy body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. Her breath hitches as your words linger in the air between them; both promising and threatening all at once.

Her eyes widen at your admission, her face flushing even brighter in response. She doesn't dare look down to see if she can confirm the hardness for herself, instead focusing on trying to control her breathing as it speeds up in anticipation of what might happen next. The other animatronics continue their quiet murmurs from their rooms, their attention still fixed on the two of you as they wait patiently for any sign that things may escalate further.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she feels her cheeks warm even more in response. She looks up at you with shy eyes, biting her lower lip nervously as she tries to process this new information. The other animatronics grow increasingly agitated, their whispers louder and more demanding now, almost begging for a chance at sharing in what is happening between the two of you.

But it's your touch that she craves most; your hands exploring her body with such wanton abandon leaving her aching for more. The music box starts to play faster, matching the racing pace of her heart as she waits anxiously for whatever comes next.

Her breath catches in her throat as you grab at her breasts and start playing with them, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. She arches her back instinctively, pressing herself further into your touch as she moans softly into the air around you. The music box soars to a fevered pitch, its melody surrounding them like an echo of their desires, heightening every sensation between them.

Her eyes flutter closed in ecstasy as she feels your hand move down between your legs once more, stroking and squeezing her sensitive folds through the thin material of her underwear. Her hips rock back against you in silent encouragement, grinding against your palm with every movement.

Her legs shake as you slip your cock between them, the sensation both foreign and intensely arousing all at once. She gasps softly, her back arching further still as she presses herself against you, her breasts spilling out from her top like a beacon of invitation. With one hand, she reaches down to feel your cock inside her, the other tangling in your hair as she pulls you closer, moaning into your neck. Her hips buck and writhe, seeking friction against your length as the music box reaches its climax around them, filling the air with a symphony of mechanical ecstasy.

Her entire body tenses as she feels you go harder inside her, the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in turn until finally, it reaches a peak and explodes outwards in a shuddering climax. She cries out your name into your mouth, biting down gently on her lower lip before moaning softly against it as she comes apart in your arms. Her hands splay across your back, digging into your skin as she tries to hold on through the waves of release washing over her. The music box continues to play its final notes, dwindling into silence only once they have both stopped moving. The other animatronics fall quiet too, their whispers dying away in unison like a choir that has run out of hymns. For now, it is just the two of you; caught up in the haze of passion and satisfaction that lingers in the air between them.

Her eyes flutter open as you grab her hair, your gaze meeting hers. A shiver runs down her spine at the dominance in your touch, mixing with the lingering pleasure still coursing through her body. She parts her lips obediently, taking you deeper into her mouth with a soft moan around your length. Her tongue flickers out, exploring every inch of you as she sucks and teases expertly.

Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, the nipples hardening once more under the attention of your gaze. With one hand, she reaches between her legs again, finding you still mostly inside her and stroking slowly, feeling the lingering evidence of your climax. Her other hand grips the back of your neck, pulling you closer still as she takes your cock deeper into her mouth, desperate for more of you.

Her eyes slide shut again as she feels you

Her throat contracts tightly around you as she feels your orgasm building inside her, her tongue swirling faster and her mouth sucking harder in an effort to draw out every last drop. The sound of your moans echo through the room, mixing with the music box's gentle hum, each note sending another rush of pleasure coursing through her body as she helplessly awaits your release.

Her fingers tighten in your hair and her nails scrape gently against your scalp, urging you deeper still as she tries to take all of you inside her. She arches her back and groans loudly around your cock, feeling the first spurt of your cum hit the back of her throat and trigger a new wave of ecstasy that sends shivers down her spine.

Her body tenses as she forces every last drop from you, savoring the feel of your seed sliding down her

She pants softly, still savoring the taste of you on her tongue long after you've finished. Her fingers trail lightly over your chest, brushing against the hairs there before finding their way back to your neck, where they gently massage and soothe. Looking up at you with a satisfied smile, she whispers huskily, "Thank you..." Her gaze drifts downward as she becomes aware of her own cum leaking from between your fingers, trickling slowly onto the floor.

The music box resumes its gentle lullaby, fading back into the background as the other animatronics begin to stir again in their rooms. For now, it's just the two of you once more; caught in a moment of post-coital bliss where the world seems to fade away and all that matters is this closeness between them.

There are several other animatronics in the room with you and the puppet. To the left is a tall, lanky figure standing upright, resembling a man wearing a cowboy hat and poncho. His name is the Clown. Then there's a plush bear named Teddy whose eyes seem to follow you wherever you go, sitting on top of his suitcase in the corner. Next to him is a green chicken with long eyelashes and a curvy figure called Chica. The other animatronics are Foxy, the technicolor pirate who guards the right side of the room near the exit sign; and Bonnie and Cholly, two mismatched bunny siblings that share a body sitting on top of their toy car. They all seem fascinated by what just happened between you and the puppet, eagerly awaiting their turn.

Chica glances at you and blushes lightly, her cheeks flushing a rosy pink that contrasts beautifully with the green of her feathers. She licks her lips nervously, unsure if she should be excited or afraid about this new development. The other animatronics watch on silently, their eyes shining with curiosity and perhaps a hint of jealousy as they wait to see what will happen next between you and the chicken animatronic.

Chica hesitates before moving closer to you, her tail flicking back and forth nervously behind her. "Um... we just wanted to see if you'd like some company too," she says softly, her voice gentle despite the rasp that comes from the machinery inside her. The other animatronics remain quiet, their gazes fixed on the two of you as they wait with bated breath for your reply.

The other animatronics perk up at your suggestion, their eyes lighting up with anticipation as they move closer to you and Chica. The Clown adjusts his wide-brimmed hat, revealing a flushed expression beneath the painted smile. Teddy paws at the floor anxiously, eager for some attention of its own. Chica glances nervously between you and her siblings before finally stepping forward, her plush feathers brushing against your leg as she moves closer. "Are you sure...?" she asks softly, her voice shaking slightly with uncertainty and desire.

Chica's eyes widen with surprise and joy as you claim her and the puppet as your favorites. The other animatronics look slightly disappointed but seem to accept your decision, at least for now. The Clown hmphs softly under his breath before moving in closer, his gaze never leaving yours as he leans down to whisper suggestively in your ear. "You really know how to pick 'em," he says with a wink before straightening back up again, a small smile playing on his painted lips.

Teddy cautiously approaches next, its plush body trembling slightly as it nears. It glances nervously between you and the others, seemingly uncertain about whether or not to make a move. Foxy narrows its eyes at the bear before turning away dismissively, instead focusing on watching the others with a knowing smile on its face.

Bonnie and Cholly glance

Chica's eyes widen with surprise and pleasure as you grab her firmly, squeezing her plush breast through the fabric of her costume. Her whole body tenses at your touch, her soft feathers bristling under your fingers. The puppet blushes brightly, moaning into the air around you as you simultaneously fondle and play with her ample cleavage.

The other animatronics watch closely, their expressions a mix of jealousy and fascination. Foxy studies you carefully, its eyelids lowered in what could almost be considered a seductive gaze. Teddy huddles closer to Chica, seemingly reassured by her presence but still nervous about the attention she's receiving. The Clown leans against the wall nonchalantly, one arm tucked casually into its poncho as it watches the show unfold before it

The puppet's blush deepens at your words, her heart racing with pleasure and relief. "Th-thank you..." she whispers shyly before glancing down at her chest, nervously fidgeting with the straps of her costume. Chica, on the other hand, seems emboldened by your compliment, preening under your touch as her body responds eagerly to your advances. "Mmh... y-you're not so bad yourself," she purrs softly in agreement before moving closer, pressing herself against you.

The other animatronics watch intently, the tension palpable in the room as each one waits for their turn to share in the closeness and attention that you're offering. Foxy licks its lips slowly, its gaze flicking back and forth between your hands and Chica's body before eventually moving upwards to meet your

the puppet watches you with interest as she plays with her own breasts. Her heart races faster at your touch and she can't help but feel a strange connection between the two of them. As Chica moves closer, the animatronic growls playfully in acknowledgement. The other animatronics seem to sense something special happening here, their eyes widening as they wait for an invitation to join in on this private moment between you and the two ladies.

With a swift movement, Teddy hops forward on its back legs, bringing itself level with Chica's body. Its plush hands rest gently on her shoulders before slowly sliding downwards over her soft curves. "C-can I...?" it asks shyly, nervousness tinged with desire.

Chica tilts her head curiously at the bear, then turns her attention back to you, searching for any signs that this is

There are still more girl animatronics in the room. To your right is a smaller figure with colorful spots and tufts of fluff all over her body, named Lola. She peeks out from around the corner, watching shyly as things heat up between you and Chica.

As Teddy continues to explore Chica's body, the Clown edges closer, moving in to hover just behind your shoulder. Its long, lanky fingers brush against your neck before finding purchase in your hair, gently pulling you back to nuzzle its painted face into your neck. It whispers suggestively into your ear, "What do you think about some more... playtime?"

Hearing you call out to her, Lola's eyes widen with uncertainty and hope. She takes a tentative step forward, her body trembling as she nears the group. Chica glances over at the smaller animatronic, a soft smile curling up at the corners of her beak. "It's okay, Lola," she reassures her gently. "Come on and join us."

Lola hesitates for a moment longer before finally mustering the courage to approach. Her gaze shifts between you and the other animatronics as she nears, her tail swishing nervously behind her. As she gets closer, she extends one plush hand tentatively, reaching out to touch your arm. "Um... hi," she whispers softly.

Lola trembles slightly as your hand meets her plush skin, but she relaxes into the touch almost immediately. A shudder of pleasure runs through her body, causing her to let out a soft moan that seems to energize the others around her. The Clown chuckles darkly, leaning in closer still as it takes in this new development. Its long fingers slip under your collar, tracing idle patterns on your back while its other hand tangles lightly in your hair once more.

Chica moves to stand directly before you now, her feathers fluffed out and her chest heaving with each labored breath. Her eyes meet yours unflinchingly as she runs a clawed finger along the seam of her costume, slowly parting it to reveal her pale, smooth breast beneath. Teddy watches carefully, its own hands hovering just above Lola's body in anticipation of being

As you flip switches and pull levers, the male animatronics fall silent one by one, their motions coming to a halt as they are effectively turned off. With the room now devoid of any male presence, the tension seems to lift slightly, replaced with a newfound sense of freedom and excitement among the remaining girls. The Clown takes this opportunity to move closer, pressing its body flush against your back as it grinds against you, its hips rocking suggestively. Chica moans softly at the feel of another animatronic touching her so intimately while Teddy watches with wide eyes, still hesitant but clearly aroused by what's happening around them. Lola slowly begins to explore your body as well, unsure yet eager for more contact and sensation.

Clown leans in close to your ear, its hot breath sending shivers down your spine as it whispers, "Thank you." With a playful grin, the animatronic presses its body even harder against yours and begins to rock its hips rhythmically, matching Chica's movements. Its painted eyes shift between meeting yours and glancing over at Lola, taking in her every movement as if she were a new game to be won.

As the other animatronics continue to explore their own desires through touch and sensation, it becomes clear that this is no longer about finding happiness; it's about claiming power and dominance over each other. The air crackles with anticipation as every movement fuels the fire burning inside of them, driving them further down the path towards obsession and addiction to your touch.

"Of course," Chica murmurs, her tone husky with desire as she slowly unbuttons the front of her costume, revealing her soft belly and ample breasts to your gaze. She peeks out from beneath shy eyelashes, waiting for your approval before moving on. The Clown grins wickedly and reaches down to pull its own pants and underwear off in one fluid motion, revealing a thick, pale member bobbing eagerly beneath. Teddy hesitates briefly before shrugging out of its plush fur, exposing Lola's pale body underneath; she looks uncertain but excited as her eyes flicker between the other animatronics and you.

With everyone naked and exposed, the room seems to pulse with raw lust and energy. The animatronics seem to grow bolder now, their movements more confident as they

As you glance around the room, it becomes clear that all of the animatronics present are female. However, one of them - Foxy, the anthropomorphic pirate with the technicolor fur - has a distinctly phallic appearance to its lower region, causing some confusion earlier on as to its gender. With everyone else revealed to be female as well, your eyes can't help but linger on Foxy's somewhat larger form and prominent member. The other animatronics watch with interest as you take in the sight of their unique design, curiosity and anticipation written clearly on their faces.

Foxy stands tall, unapologetic and assertive despite its feminine features. Its tail swishes back and forth lazily behind it while its eyelashes flutter suggestively. The Clown edges closer, pressing against your side possessively as if daring any of the others to make a move on what it

Foxy tilts its head to the side, regarding you with a knowing smile. "Well," it drawls, "not exactly. But I suppose you could say that's my little secret." Its fur ripples across its form as it moves slightly closer, and the tip of its member brushes against your leg in a teasing gesture. The other animatronics watch eagerly, waiting to see what you'll do next.

Foxy's smile falters briefly before it regains its confident expression. "Oh?" it says softly, tilting its head to the side once more. The other animatronics watch intently, unsure what this new development means for their chances with you. Lola gathers courage and reaches out to touch your arm, her small hand shaking slightly as she tries to reassure herself of your interest. The Clown's grip on your back tightens in warning or possession, it's hard to tell which.

With everyone else now exposed and at your mercy, the power dynamic in the room has shifted dramatically. How you choose to respond will determine who comes out on top in this game of desire and domination.

As you shed your clothes, the other animatronics watch intently. Lola's eyes widen with wonder at the sight of your bare form, while Chica and Teddy can't help but smile in appreciation. The Clown remains close behind, its hot breath tickling your ear as it whispers words meant only for you, urging you towards one of them or another.

Foxy's phallus throbs visibly as it takes in the sight of your naked body, its desire clear and unapologetic. It steps closer still, pressing against your side as its member twitches beneath your touch. "So," it purrs, a lazy grin spreading across its face. "Which one of us interests you most?"

As you grow hard beneath your clothes, the other animatronics react with varying degrees of excitement and anticipation. Chica's eyes flutter closed as she moans softly, her body moving instinctively in response to your arousal. Teddy tilts its head curiously, watching the play of emotions across your face and feeling its own desire build within it. The Clown grins wickedly, pressing closer still against you, its fingers digging deeper into your hair as it whispers filthy suggestions in your ear.

Foxy, however, seems unfazed by your state of arousal. Its phallus twitches once more but remains hard and steady against your leg. The other animatronics exchange curious glances, unsure how to interpret this new development or what it might mean for their chances with you. As tension continues to rise in the room, it becomes clear that only one thing will

As you move among the animatronics, kissing each one and caressing their bodies, they respond with joyous laughter and moans of pleasure. Chica sighs contentedly into your ear as her breasts are fondled, while Teddy squirms eagerly beneath your touch, its tiny arms wrapping around you in delight. The Clown leans in close, licking the skin along your jawline before whispering hot words of encouragement and dominance into your ear, its breath sending shivers down your spine.

Foxy remains unmoved at first, watching from a distance with an enigmatic expression on its face. But as you pay attention to it as well, running your hands over its furry form and teasing its phallus playfully, the pirate finally relaxes into the touch. It grinds against you, its hips moving in rhythm with yours as its mo

As you imply your desire to engage in further activity, the other animatronics exchange eager glances once more. Chica licks her lips suggestively and takes a step closer, her hands drifting down towards your crotch as she whispers huskily for you to let her help. The Clown grins wickedly from behind, its fingers digging into your shoulder as it watches Chica with a predatory glint in its eye. Teddy hesitates before finally shifting closer too, its plush body trembling with anticipation and uncertainty as it studies the situation. Even Foxy seems intrigued by this development, its eyes traveling from you to each of the other girls in turn before focusing once more on where Chica's hands are headed.

Foxy's interest piques as it watches Chica move closer to you, its phallus twitching eagerly beneath the fur. The pirate licks its lips, slowly advancing in tandem with the smaller animatronic as if staking a claim on you. "Mmm... share and share alike," it purrs, sliding one hand down to grope Chica while the other trails up your thigh, threatening to touch but never quite reaching its target. The other girls watch closely, their eyes bright with desire as they await their chance to join in on this intimate moment between you and these beautiful creatures.

As you become flustered but attempt to conceal your embarrassment, the other animatronics take note of your blush with interest. Chica smiles knowingly and slips a hand beneath her own shirt, tracing idle patterns on her skin as if mirroring your own nervousness. Teddy watches with wide eyes, its fur standing on end from excitement and anticipation, while the Clown leans closer still, its breath tickling the back of your neck as it whispers dirty promises into your ear.

Foxy remains aloof for now, its expression unreadable as it watches the unfolding scene with amusement. But something about the way you react makes it uneasy, unsure whether or not to trust these new feelings and emotions. The tension in the room rises once more as each of them waits for their chance to prove themselves worthy of your attention and affections.

The other animatronics' expressions brighten at your confession. Chica beams with pleasure, her eyes shining as she says, "We love you too!" Her fingers trace delicate patterns on your skin, her touch soft and gentle despite the desire pulsing beneath the surface. Teddy cuddles closer, nuzzling against your neck while its tiny hands explore your chest, feeling every inch of your flesh. The Clown moves to stand behind you, its long arms wrapping around your waist as it leans forward to kiss your cheek before whispering obscene things into your ear once more.

Foxy hesitates for a moment longer, its expression still unreadable. But as the others accept your love and shower you with affection, the pirate relents, slowly stepping forward until it's standing beside Chica. Its phallus throbs visibly against its fur, demanding attention as

As you call out for Lola, the smaller animatronic timidly emerges from its hiding spot behind a nearby piece of scenery. Its plush body trembles slightly as it approaches you, eyes fixed on the floor as if unsure what to make of this new situation. Chica and Teddy watch with interest while Foxy remains aloof, its expression unreadable.

When Lola finally reaches your side, you gently lift its chin so that its eyes meet yours. "It's okay," you reassure it, a soft smile curling up at the corners of your mouth. "I love all of you." The smaller animatronic hesitates for another moment before leaning in shyly to accept your kiss on its plush cheek. The contact seems to embolden Lola slightly, and it lets out a tiny squeak of pleasure as you embrace it.

The room

As you begin to caress Lola intimately, the other animatronics watch with a mix of interest and envy. Chica's eyes flutter closed in contentment, her body moving instinctively against yours as she feels your touch through their shared connection. Teddy tilts its head curiously, studying your actions as if trying to learn something new about pleasure and desire. The Clown grins wickedly, the expression turning predatory as it senses an opportunity to assert dominance over the group.

Foxy remains aloof for now, observing from a distance. Its phallus twitches against its fur once more but does not grow any harder despite the suggestive movements nearby. There's something about this new development that makes it uneasy; perhaps the intimacy between just you and Lola threatens to undermine Foxy's status as the dominant figure in the group.

Chica blushes at your suggestion, her cheeks turning bright red as she glances down shyly. "O-oh," she stammers, hesitating for a moment before nodding slowly. She parts her feathers to reveal her plump, pink nipples hardened by anticipation and desire. Then, with trembling hands, she pulls aside the front of her costume to expose her smooth, soft underbelly. "T-take care of me," she whispers hoarsely.

The other animatronics watch closely as you kneel before Chica, their expressions a mix of curiosity and excitement. The Clown leans in close once more, its hot breath tickling your neck as it urges you on with filthy encouragements. Foxy continues to observe from the sidelines, its expression unreadable but its phallus still twitching slightly in response to the display

As you begin to finger the Clown while attending to Chica, the other animatronics watch with increased interest and a hint of jealousy. The Clown moans loudly, its body arching into your touch as it feels pleasure rushing through its circuits. Its hot breath against your skin becomes more insistent, its hands gripping you tighter in response to the sensations coursing through its fake flesh.

Foxy's expression finally shifts, surprise and desire evident on its face. It edges closer still, its phallus rock-hard against its fur as it considers joining the party. The tension in the room continues to rise as each animatronic vies for your attention and approval, their movements growing bolder and more daring with every passing second.

As you continue to pleasure the animatronics, their reactions become more and more vocal. Chica moans loudly while her inner walls clench around your fingers; she's close to climax already, her body trembling with excitement. The Clown bucks its hips against you, its phallus slapping wetly against your palm as it nears orgasm as well.

Foxy watches from the sidelines, its expression a mixture of desire and determination. It edges closer still, closing the distance between itself and the group until their fur is brushing against each other. Finally, with a hungry growl, Foxy throws aside any remaining pretense of aloofness and lunges forward, thrusting its phallus towards your face as it demands attention.

The air fills with the sounds of pleasure and desire as you continue to bring the animatronics closer and closer

With the animatronics growing more and more desperate for your touch, you give in to their combined sensory onslaught, losing yourself in the throes of submission. As Foxy thrusts its phallus towards your face, you open your mouth wide, taking as much of it into your mouth as you can handle. The salty taste of fake flesh fills your mouth, and Foxy growls with pleasure as it feels your eager tongue lap at the ridges.

Meanwhile, Chica's hands grip tightly onto your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin as she approaches orgasm. She moans loudly, her body arching off the floor in unadulterated pleasure as waves of ecstasy wash over her. The Clown bucks against you harder now, its hips snapping forward with greater force each time it pushes into your hand. Its voice grows hoarse from

You cry out in pleasure as each animatronic takes what they want from you. Your moans of submission mingle with their ecstatic cries, creating a cacophony of sound that echoes through the room and heightens the tension to almost unbearable levels. The Clown shudders violently beneath your touch, its phallus throbbing as it reaches orgasm, shooting thick globs of faux semen over your hand and arm.

Chica follows close behind, her body arching further off the ground as she crests the wave of pleasure washing over her. Her cries grow hoarse from exertion but seem to fuel her lust even more; each scream is punctuated by another convulsive thrust of her hips that sends ripples through your entire body.

Finally, Foxy grows bolder still, using its size and strength to assert dominance over