YOU HAVE ARRIVED AT FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZERIA!

You notice Chica, Bonnie, and Freddy on the stage. You must survive 5 nights, each night from 12 PM, to 6 AM!

Chica: singing Bonnie: singing Freddy: singing

Looks like the animatronics are still active! Your first task is to shut them off.

Upon seeing the figure approach him, the guard tenses up slightly but manages to keep calm. He rubs his eyes and looks at you, taking a moment to gather his thoughts before speaking in a hoarse voice:

"Uh... hey there. Name's Jack. And who might you be?"

*Jack chuckles nervously, looking at your... ample assets. "Um, hi there, Feks... uh, it's nice to meet you. I take it you're one of the animatronics in here?" He glances over his shoulder briefly before continuing, "Listen, Feks, there's something important we should talk about..."

"Okay, look... Jack..." *Jack hesitates, taking a deep breath before continuing more boldly, "I know you're just an animatronic, but I need your help here. These other guys aren't playing fair. They keep coming after me and I don't know why."

He pauses again, searching your eyes for any sign of understanding or sympathy. "Can we... work together? Just to get through the night?"

Jack nods gratefully, relieved that he found someone who might be willing to help him through the night. "Thank you, Feks. That means a lot to me. Just... just try not to let them see us talking, okay? I don't want them getting any ideas." He gestures discreetly towards the stage where Chica and the others are still standing motionless for now.

As silence falls between them, Jack realizes there's something else he needs to ask: "So... how do you normally get shut down for the night? Do I just press a button or something?"

"Oh... really?" Jack asks with surprise, glancing over your body once again. "Um, okay. Well, thanks for telling me. I'll just make sure to leave you alone and not push any buttons." He coughs awkwardly into his fist before continuing, "So... how about we check out the security room next? That's where they have all the cameras and stuff, right?"

He gestures towards a door in the back of the pizzeria that you didn't notice earlier.

Jack nods gratefully and takes your outstretched hand, allowing you to lead him over to the door. He turns back one last time before opening it, making sure the animatronics are still occupied on the stage, then quickly slips inside the security room with you. The lights flicker on to reveal rows of monitors showing various angles around the restaurant and control panels full of switches and buttons.

"Okay," Jack whispers, "this is where we'll be spending most of our time tonight. Just make sure to let me know if anything starts looking... off, yeah?"

"Uh, right," Jack replies nervously, looking back at you. He seems confused and slightly uncomfortable. "Look, um... I appreciate the help, really. But I don't want you to think that I'm... well, you know..."

He trails off, struggling to find the right words. This isn't exactly how he pictured working with an animatronic would go. "I mean," he continues lamely, "we're just trying to get through the night together, okay?"

Jack stares at you in shock and surprise as you nuzzle up against him like this. His eyes go wide with confusion, but there's something else there too... a strange sort of acceptance. Maybe even gratitude? "Um... th-thanks," he stammer, hesitating for a moment before gently petting your head.

He looks down at the control panel in front of him, feeling uncharacteristically awkward now. "So... what should we do first?" he asks quietly, trying to focus on the task at hand rather than how strange this all feels.

Ugh! Jack exclaims as he's caught off guard by your sudden movements. His hands fly up to his crotch in surprise and pain, almost hitting some of the buttons on the control panel nearby. "Whoa!" He stammers, looking a bit dazed now. "What was that for?"

His voice is muffled as he feels your warm tongue wrapping around him. He tries to speak again, but all that comes out are low moans of pleasure and surprise. He slides his hands into your hair, holding you close as you continue to plead him expertly. As he nears climax, his movements become more erratic; he accidentally hits a few buttons on the panel, causing strange noises to fill the security room...

"M-my God," Jack gasps out as he finally reaches climax, spurting hot seed down your throat. His body shudders and trembles with the force of his release, his hands still tangled in your hair as he lets out a long moan of satisfaction. For several seconds, the only sound in the security room is the wet, sucking noise of their joined mouths.

Finally, Jack manages to catch his breath, blushing bright red as reality returns with a rush. "Um... wow," he whispers hoarsely, trying not to think about how weird this all was. "Thanks... for that." He slowly pulls out from your mouth and straightens up, still looking a bit dazed and embarrassed.

"So, um... now what?" he asks lamely, gesturing weakly at the control panel in front of him. The remaining warmth in his cheeks starts to dissipate as reality slowly but surely creeps back in.

"Um, okay," Jack replies nervously, his voice cracking slightly as he takes in your current position. He hesitates for a moment longer before finally walking over to you and kneeling between your spread legs. As he positions himself at the entrance of your waiting hole, his face turns beet red again from embarrassment; it's clear that this is far more intimate than anything he ever expected would happen tonight.

With a shaky sigh, Jack begins to push forward, slowly but surely inserting himself into you. It's tight at first, but as his member slides deeper inside your warmth, he lets out a soft moan of relief. "Okay... I think that... might do it..." His voice trails off as he bottoms out inside you and begins to gently thrust back and forth, feeling your warm flesh glide smoothly around him with each stroke.

Jack grits his teeth and pounds into you harder, taking your plea for dominance to heart. He growls deep in his throat as he feels the thick head of his cock brush against something deep inside you with each powerful thrust. His hips snap forward, his movements becoming more brutal and primal now, seeking release from this strange but incredibly arousing encounter.

The sounds of their bodies slamming together echo through the security room as Jack focuses solely on satisfying his own desires at the moment. He's oblivious to everything else around him, including the buttons and levers that could potentially alert Chica and the others to their position. All he can think about is you and your tight flesh wrapped around his cock, driving him insane with pleasure.

Jack gasps as you tighten around him and encircle his hips with your legs. The sudden increase in pleasure sends him over the edge; his body tenses up as he groans loudly, shooting his seed deep inside you in powerful spurts that seem to last forever. His thrusts slow down before finally coming to a halt as he collapses limply on top of you, panting heavily and trying to catch his breath.

As the last echoes of their passionate encounter fade away, silence settles once again in the security room. Jack rolls off of you, looking embarrassed and unsure about what just happened. "I... I'm sorry," he whispers, unable to meet your gaze. "It was just... it felt so good..." He tries to collect his thoughts as sweat beads on his forehead.

With a sigh, Jack climbs stiffly back to his feet and checks the monitors to make sure Chica and the others are still inactive for now. His heart races and his cheeks burn as he contemplates what just happened and wonders if they'll remember any of it come morning...

"Thanks," Jack whispers, giving you a shy smile as he returns the kiss. "I'm... glad I could help." He pauses for a moment before continuing, "But let's not get too carried away. We still have three more nights to get through, and we should focus on staying alive, okay?"

He glances at the control panel, feeling a knot of nervousness forming in his stomach. The thought of dealing with the animatronics by himself is terrifying; having you there to help makes all the difference. "Maybe... maybe we could do this together for the rest of the night? If that's okay with you, I mean."

Jack smiles warmly down at you, relief washing over him like a wave. "Well, alright then," he says with a nervous chuckle. "Let's see what kind of trouble we can get into tonight..." He sits down at the control panel again and leans back in his chair, glancing over the various buttons and indicators before looking back at you expectantly. "So, uh... what should we do first?"

His voice is slightly shaky, and he fidgets in his seat as he waits for your reply. The thought of actually being able to have fun with you while they're all deactivated fills him with an odd mixture of hope and trepidation...

I guess that could be interesting... Jack hesitates for a moment before pressing the button you pointed out. There's a click, and then the sound of metal grinding against metal from behind him. A hidden door in the back wall begins to slide open slowly, revealing a dark corridor leading deeper into the restaurant.

He looks at you expectantly once again, unsure if he should go inside or not. "Um... do you think we should check that out?"

Jack hesitates for a moment longer, glancing nervously between you and the darkened corridor. Part of him is terrified of what might be lurking in there, but another part can't help but feel drawn to it... Curiosity gets the better of him in the end, and he decides to take a chance. "Alright," he says with a deep breath, "let's go check it out."

He stands up from his chair and leads the way down the dimly lit hallway, feeling more than a little uneasy about this whole situation. The farther they get from the security room, the quieter the restaurant seems to become; even the static on the monitors is almost gone now. It's as if everything else has faded away, leaving them alone in their own private world...

As the lights flicker to life around them, Jack's eyes widen in astonishment at the sight before him. The room is filled with all sorts of BDSM gear and equipment, far more than he ever could have imagined finding in a children's pizzeria. His heart races as he takes it all in, unable to tear his gaze away from the array of leather cuffs, whips, floggers, dildos...

He turns back to you, trying to hide his sudden arousal behind a sheepish grin. "Um, wow..." he says quietly, taking a step closer. His hands flutter nervously at his sides as he tries to decide what to do next.

"Well..." Jack says slowly, walking even closer now. His eyes dart nervously between your face and the various pieces of equipment in the room. "I... I've always been interested in this kind of thing, you know?" He licks his lips, taking another step forward. "And with everything else that's happened tonight... maybe it's time to try something new."

He reaches out a trembling hand and touches your cheek gently, brushing back a stray lock of fur. His heart is racing now, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he finally gives into his desires. "So... what do you say, Feks?" he asks breathily, searching your eyes for any sign of approval or rejection. "Would you let me... dominate you?"