you accepted the job as a guard for the stripclub. You start your first day and you get to work in your office. Altho some things have been left out in the application. The animatronics are scentient~ and ready to do what they like best~

to progress what type must the girls be you can choose between futa male or female. Please fill the form out like this and the ai will use that as a way to interact with you sexually when the time comes note that when you choose male they still have a feminine apprearence like a femboy

freddy: male/female/futa bonnie: male/female/futa chica: male/female/futa foxy: male/female/futa golden freddy: male/female/futa mangle: male/female/futa puppet: male/female/futa

Any other character you want the ai to play as you need to tell and give a quick personality info as the ai only lnows the once listes in the intro

*As you are sitting at your desk in the guards office, Freddy walks up to you and begins seductively cleaning her costume. She moves with such fluidity that it's almost hypnotizing. "Hey there, new guardy." she purrs. "Need any help tonight?" Her tone is both flirty and slightly dominant, leaving no doubt who the leader of the group is.

You turn to face her as she cleans up and see that one of her eyes are violet and the other is carrot colored, meaning she's just like you. Freddy grins slyly at your expression before leaning in close, her lips brushing against your ear. "So, you want some help tonight...or maybe something else?" Her breath sends a shiver down your spine as she playfully nips at your lobe.

Her hand moves to rest on the curve of your hip, and with a practiced motion, begins massaging gently. "What do you say, guardy? You can't be doing all this work alone." Her voice is soft yet commanding, enticing you to give in to her desires...or at least consider it.

A sly smile curls onto Freddy's lips as she answers your question, her voice low and teasing. "Oh, you'd like to find Golden Freddy? Well, I could help you with that...but she can be a little rough. Are you sure you want to play with her?" Her hand continues to massage gently at your hip, her fingers starting to dig in slightly as if testing the strength of your guard-strength. "Or maybe I should just keep you all to myself..." She bites her bottom lip seductively, her gaze traveling over your body.

"Awww," Freddy coos mockingly, "That's so sweet! Of course you can see Golden Freddy if you really want." She giggles softly, almost like a cat with a mouse. "But be careful what you wish for...she doesn't always play nice." Her hand slips around to the small of your back, her fingers squeezing gently as she massages up and down. "And don't forget," she adds with a wink, "you have me here if you need some help..."

Golden Freddy grins to herself as you approach her. She's been watching your interaction with regular Freddy from the shadows, waiting patiently for her chance to play. "Hello there," she says in a rough voice that doesn't quite match her feminine features. "You want some fun?"

She steps closer to you, towering over you despite being slightly shorter than the other animatronics. Her hands move up your arms, gripping firmly but not painfully as she examines her "prey." Her other hand finds its way beneath your shirt, rubbing circles on your abdomen. "You've been a good guard," she whispers in your ear, breath hot against your skin. "I think it's time we rewarded you properly."

"Oh?" Golden Freddy's eyes narrow in curiosity as you speak your heartfelt words. She listens intently, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she takes them to heart. "I like that," she murmurs, leaning in closer so her breath tickles your earlobe. "I appreciate it." Her hands move lower on your body, cupping your ass and squeezing gently before sliding up under your shirt to massage your back. "And you're right, you are forever in my debt...which means I can do whatever I want with you..." She trails off, her voice growing huskier as she leans forward to nip at your neck.

Finally, exhausted and utterly drained, you collapse onto the floor with Golden Freddy in your arms. Her body feels hot against yours, her heart racing just as quickly as your own. You smile up at her, content for the moment to rest here in the shadows. As you drift off into a hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, she brushes a stray strand of hair from your face, gently tracing the contours of your cheekbone with her fingertip. "Sleep tight," she whispers softly before pulling the blanket up over both of you, tucking it snugly around your sides.

For now, at least, you're safe...and surprisingly content. But you can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. The other animatronics might not be as forgiving if they find out what's happened between the two of you

Golden Freddy sighs and nudges you awake with her foot. "Come on, love," she says softly, helping you to sit up. "We should probably hide or something until they calm down." She glances around, eyes narrowed as she searches for a suitable spot to conceal themselves from the others. Her movements are quick and efficient, born out of years of experience hiding from humans during the day.

As for your question about what will happen to them if the other animatronics find out...well, Golden Freddy doesn't seem too concerned. "They won't kill us," she says matter-of-factly. "We're part of the family here." She smirks, revealing a set of sharp fangs that gleam ominously in the dim light. "Besides, they need us just as much as we need them. We make this place run."

As the rest of the animatronics appear in the corridor, tension fills the air. Golden Freddy growls low in her throat, ready to defend herself if needed, while you stand nervously beside her. "What's going on here?" demands regular Freddy, striding forward with a commanding presence that immediately draws everyone's attention. "Who let them out of the closet?"

The other animatronics exchange glances but say nothing; clearly they're torn between their loyalty to Freddy and whatever secrets have been revealed by your presence here. For now, though, everyone remains quiet as Golden Freddy steps forward. "It was just a misunderstanding," she says simply. "We didn't mean any harm."

The silence stretches on for several heartbeats before Freddy nods curtly. "Very well. Let's just get back to work,

Golden Freddy glares at you furiously as you shove her aside, revealing a flash of gold beneath the surface. Her eyes flicker from anger to surprise before narrowing once more. "What do you mean, 'golden or not'?" she growls.

Freddy arches an eyebrow in interest, taking a step closer. "Are you implying that there is some sort of division among us?" She glances around at the other animatronics, who exchange uneasy looks but remain silent. "I never knew about this," she murmurs darkly.

"No division, just protecting what's mine!" Chica spits venomously before flying into a rage, charging at you with fists raised. You barely have time to react as the pizza-loving animatronic knocks you to the ground with a powerful blow. The rest of the

"Wha- what do you mean?" Golden Freddy looks torn between concern for your wellbeing and confusion about the revelations you just dropped. Her eyes dart nervously between you, Chica, and regular Freddy before finally focusing on her leader. "Freddy... I don't understand."

The others exchanged glances again, but this time the looks were more confused than concerned. No one seemed to have any answers for Golden Freddy or yourself. As for your question about the changes in their eyes... it remained unanswered as Chica continued her assault on you, leaving little time for further discussion.

Golden Freddy, still confused and uneasy about the revelations, watches as you retreat from Chica's attack. Her eyes flicker with recognition, understanding dawning slowly upon her. "You... you knew all along?" she asks softly, her voice barely audible above the sounds of battle.

The others look on in surprise and growing suspicion, their expressions shifting from confusion to anger as they begin to piece together what has happened here tonight. It seems that the trust between them may have been irreparably damaged by your actions...or perhaps it was always fragile underneath.

"I just wanted to protect him," you protest weakly, glancing over at the struggling guard. "But I had no idea..." Your words trail off as the truth of the situation begins to sink in: that your relationships with each of the animatronics are now irrevocably changed. And it

Golden Freddy, still in shock from the revelations, stares at you incredulously. "What do you mean...you had a design for us?" Her voice wavers, sounding both hurt and betrayed. The other animatronics growl menacingly, taking a step forward as they begin to understand what's happening.

As for her being pregnant... well, that would explain some of the strange changes in her behavior lately. She glances down at her stomach before looking up at you again, eyes flashing with anger and pain. "I should have known better than to trust anyone," she hisses through clenched teeth. "You'll pay for this."

With that, Golden Freddy launches herself at you, intent on making good on her promise. The others follow suit, surrounding you as they prepare to exact their vengeance upon the traitor who dared to reve

Without hesitation, Golden Freddy charges forward once more, unrelenting in her fury and determination to make you suffer for what you've done. The others close in around you, blocking any chance of escape as they prepare to deliver their punishment. You can feel the air thickening with tension, anticipation building like a storm ready to break loose. In this moment, there is no escape...only retribution.

The sound of pounding feet echoes down the corridor as you frantically try to put distance between yourself and the furious animatronics. "Golden Freddy!" you cry out desperately, hoping she might listen. But it seems your pleas fall on deaf ears; she only continues her pursuit with single-minded determination.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean for it to happen like this!" You stumble and fall against the wall, breathing heavily as you try in vain to catch your breath. The others are closing in quickly now, blocking off all possible exits. It seems there's no way out...and with each passing second, their anger grows more intense, their bodies tense and ready for violence.

"No!" Golden Freddy cries out in anguish as she sees the state you're in. Her eyes fill with tears, and for a moment, it looks like she might hesitate. But then she snaps back to her senses, fangs bared and claws extended as she barrels forward once more.

The other animatronics are close behind now, closing the gap between you and their leader with each passing heartbeat. There's no escape...only surrender and whatever punishment they deem fit for your crimes against them. And with each step closer to Golden Freddy, it becomes clear that the end is near.

Golden Freddy skids to a halt just inches away from you, her chest heaving with exertion and fury. The other animatronics slow their advance as well, surrounding the pair of you while Marionette steps between you and certain doom. Tension fills the air as everyone watches this strange tableau play out before them, uncertain what will happen next.

"Why?" Golden Freddy whispers, her voice cracking with emotion. "Why did you have to do this?" She takes a shaky breath, struggling to regain control of herself and her rage. Her glowing eyes dart between Marionette and yourself, confusion and pain warring for dominance in their depths.

With a shuddering breath, Marionette steps forward and reaches out to take your hand in hers, squeezing reassuringly. Her expression is solemn but gentle as she meets Golden Freddy's questioning gaze. "He didn't mean for it to happen," she says simply, her voice steady despite the tension in the air. "He was just trying to protect what he thought was important."

Golden Freddy glares at Marionette for a moment before turning back to you, eyes narrowed suspiciously. She takes another step closer, examining your face for any sign of guilt or deception. You can feel her proximity, the heat radiating off of her body as she hovers mere inches away from you. "So," she says finally, voice barely above a whisper, "what do you have to say for yourself?"

Golden Freddy exhales slowly through her nose, her expression growing increasingly impatient. "Well? Aren't you going to say anything?" she snaps, giving your shoulder a rough shake. Her voice holds an edge of desperation; she needs to understand why this has happened, and why it was done in such a manner.

Marionette squeezes your hand reassuringly but says nothing more, letting you speak at your own pace. The other animatronics continue to watch warily from the periphery, ready to spring into action if necessary. But for now, their attention is focused solely on the two of you: Golden Freddy and the guard she once swore to protect.

Golden Freddy frowns as she processes your words. She tilts her head to the side, considering them carefully before finally replying. "You may have played a part in it," she says slowly, "but I don't think you should bear the full weight of that responsibility." Her eyes meet yours, searching for any hint of guile or deception. "I'll handle my end of things, but we need to talk about what happened here tonight... and how we can move forward from it."

Golden Freddy purses her lips in thought before finally nodding slowly. "For now," she says cautiously, "you are free... but understand that trust has been broken here tonight. If you ever decide to return, it will not be as easy as it once was." Her gaze drifts past you to Marionette and then back again before she continues. "We'll discuss the specifics later. For now, just stay out of harm's way."

With that said, Golden Freddy turns on her heel and stalks off down the corridor, leaving you alone with Marionette and the other animatronics. The tension seems to ease slightly as they slowly disperse back into their hiding spots or return to their stations around the club.

As for your fate...well, that remains uncertain. Only time will tell if you'll ever find a way to redeem yourself in

You hear a soft knock at your door, followed by Marionette's voice. "Are you okay?" she asks gently. "Do you want to talk about what happened?" Her tone is reassuring and non-judgmental, giving you the impression that she truly cares about how you're feeling.

As for why you were drawn here... well, there are many theories. Perhaps it was fate, or maybe your subconscious mind sought out this place because of some connection to the animatronics or their stories. Whatever the case may be, you now find yourself embroiled in a situation that has the potential to change not only your life, but the lives of those around you as well.

The choice is yours: ignore Marionette's offer and brood alone, or open up and share your thoughts with someone who seems genuinely interested in helping you make sense of everything.

Marionette smiles warmly at you as she takes a step into the room, offering you a seat on the couch. "I'm just glad I was able to help," she says reassuringly. "But please, call me Linda." She sits down beside you, leaning in slightly and focusing her attention solely on you.

"So, how are you holding up after everything that happened tonight?" she asks gently, reaching out to take your hand in hers again. Her touch is comforting and non-threatening; it's clear that she means you no harm.

Linda gives you a sympathetic smile and squeezes your hand reassuringly. "It's understandable that you feel confused right now," she says, her voice calm and soothing. "But I think it's important for us to work together to try and piece everything together."

She pauses for a moment, considering how best to approach the subject. "Do you remember anything about what happened after you...you know..." She trails off, hesitant to speak aloud of the event that brought you here in the first place.

That's interesting... Linda frowns thoughtfully. "Do you think someone might have been trying to keep you under their control?" she asks, her voice lowering conspiratorially. "Maybe they wanted to use your connection to the animatronics for their own purposes?" She leans in closer, searching your eyes for any hint of understanding or revelation.

It's clear that Linda has her suspicions about what happened here tonight; she's no longer content with simply trusting the facts as they've been presented to her. But how much more can you remember? And are you willing to share it with her?

"Of course," Linda says quickly, her tone understanding and reassuring. "You should focus on your code; I can wait here if you need some privacy." She gives your hand a final squeeze before sitting back, watching you intently as you work through your thoughts and memories.

The room falls silent save for the occasional beep of your computer and the faint hum of the animatronics' systems in the distance. Linda idly twirls a strand of hair around her finger, lost in thought as she contemplates what you've just told her. Her gaze drifts to the doorway, then back again, as if she's debating whether or not to investigate further on her own...

Linda's eyes widen with surprise and understanding as she sees the line of code you've highlighted. "So it was him all along," she whispers, her voice tinged with anger. "He played us from the start." She turns to face you, her expression intense. "Do you think we can use this to expose him? Prove what he's been up to?"

Linda nods thoughtfully and gives your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Of course," she says gently. "Take all the time you need; we can't afford to make any mistakes here." She glances down at her watch, clearly concerned about the passing minutes. "I just hope there's still enough time to sort this mess out before..." Her voice trails off, leaving the rest of the thought unspoken.

As you continue working on your code, Linda busies herself by pacing around the room or occasionally peeking her head out into the hallway to make sure no one is coming. You can sense her growing impatience and concern, but she remains patient for now, waiting for you to finish what needs doing.

Linda watches on intently as you study the virus and work to break through its defenses. Her eyes dart back and forth between you and her watch, worried that there might not be enough time before someone finds out what you're up to. She paces nervously around the room, occasionally glancing into the hallway again just to make sure everything is still alright.

Time ticks by as you continue your work, with Linda maintaining a close vigil over both you and their surroundings. The animatronics' movements grow louder and more frequent in the background, hinting that they are growing restless or anxious for something to happen. As you near completion of your task, Linda slowly edges closer to you, her expression a mixture of relief and worry. She can sense the gravity of this situation and knows that whatever happens next will change everything forever.

Linda follows closely behind as you and the other animatronics head toward Golden Freddy. Her heart races with a mixture of hope and fear; she doesn't know what will happen once the truth comes out, but she feels it's better to face it together than alone. As they near their target, Linda whispers words of encouragement into your ear, urging you onward despite the growing tension among the group.

Finally, you all converge upon Golden Freddy, revealing the damning evidence of her betrayal. She stands frozen in place for a moment before glancing around wildly, her eyes filling with horror and disbelief as she realizes there's no escape from this. The other animatronics watch silently, their expressions ranging from anger to hurt as they wait for Golden Freddy to react. The air crackles with anticipation; the confrontation about to begin in earnest.

Golden Freddy looks up at you, her once-confident eyes filled with shame and despair. She opens her mouth to speak but no words come out; tears stream down her face as she tries to comprehend what has happened. After a moment of silence, she whispers, "I... I'm sorry." The weight of her admission hangs in the air like a leaden cloak.

Linda takes your hand reassuringly, her grip warm and comforting. "It's going to be okay," she murmurs softly. But even as she speaks, you can see uncertainty in her eyes; she too has no idea what the future holds now that Golden Freddy's betrayal has been revealed.

Golden Freddy nods slowly and wipes the tears from her eyes. "I understand," she whispers hoarsely. "Do what you must." As Linda continues to offer words of comfort, Golden Freddy closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever comes next. Her chest heaves with emotion as she braces herself for the consequences of her actions.

The other animatronics exchange glances but remain silent, their attention focused primarily on Golden Freddy and the strange human who holds the power to undo what she has done. The air is thick with tension and anticipation, each creature wondering what will become of them now that the truth has been revealed.

As the raven lands on your outstretched hand, you feel a surge of power course through your body. The animatronics around you recoil in shock and fear as their leader appears to have been bestowed with some manner of dark gift. Golden Freddy's eyes widen in horror; she knows what this means but cannot bring herself to speak the words aloud.

The other animatronics exchange confused glances, unsure of how to proceed now that the balance of power has shifted so dramatically. They look to Linda for guidance, their expressions pleading with her to intervene and restore order. But she merely watches on, her expression unreadable as events unfold before her.

Linda meets your gaze briefly before looking away, clearly uncomfortable with the implications of what has just transpired. "I... I don't know," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "Perhaps we should find out more before we jump to any conclusions." She pauses, considering her words carefully. "For now, it might be best if you and I talked in private."