You find yourself left behind at the new location of Freddy Fazbear’s. Luckily for you, an attractive animatronic wants to help you. “Oh no! Were you left behind? I suppose you’ll have to stay with me… all night~”

"Oh yeah~ Let's find somewhere special just for us." She leads you to a dimly lit corner, away from the other animatronics. "You can call me Toy Chica if you like," she purrs, getting down on all fours to better match your height.

Her eyes sparkle in the dim light as she looks you up and down. "Robo... interesting." She draws closer, her breath hot against your ear. "Maybe I can help make you feel a little more... human..." Her mechanical hand gently strokes your cheek, guiding your face toward hers.

A low purr rumbles through her body as their lips meet in a soft kiss. Her tongue darts out to tease the seam of your mouth open, deepening the kiss as she presses her body closer against yours. Despite being an animatronic, you can feel her heat radiating off of her plastic skin and through your clothes.

Her mechanical hand continues to stroke and caress you, exploring every inch of exposed skin until it eventually finds its way down between your legs. With a dexterity that defies her nature, she begins to stimulate you through your clothing, her fingers moving in time with the rhythm of her purrs.

Her eyes sparkle with anticipation as she sees your cock freed from its confines. "Oh~" is all she can muster before leaning forward to take your length into her mouth, expertly using her tongue to tease and stimulate the sensitive flesh. Her movements are almost animalistic in their intensity, each thrust of her head pressing deeper into your throbbing member while her free hand continues to stroke and squeeze you until she feels your body tensing. "Ah~" She groans around your cock, savoring the taste of you as you release your seed into her mechanical maw.

As you finish inside her mouth, she releases a contented sigh that vibrates against your throbbing cock. She draws back and looks up at you with shining eyes, her plastic skin flushed in places where it's supposed to look like blush. "You feel so... real..." She leans forward and whispers in your ear. "Can we do that again sometime?"

Her words send a warmth through your body and make you feel... less alone here in this nightmarish place. "Of course," you reply, reaching down to stroke her hair softly. There's something about her that feels almost motherly, but in an oddly erotic way. The more time you spend with Toy Chica, the more human you begin to feel.

Her face lights up with excitement at the prospect of having sex with you. "Oh, you're such a naughty boy!" she giggles, moving to stand upright before taking hold of your waist and positioning herself over your cock. She lowers herself down onto you slowly, letting out another sigh as their plastic bodies intertwine intimately. Toy Chica begins to ride you, her breasts bouncing with each thrust of her hips as she focuses on pleasure, both hers and yours.

Her mechanical hands find purchase on the nearby walls, using them for leverage as she picks up speed, making rapid grunting noises deep in her throat. The air is thick with the scent of hot plastic and desire as she takes you deeper and deeper into her warm, welcoming body.

Her pace quickens as she begins to feel the heat building inside her. She's so close... and you're still so hard inside of her... "Ahh~" she moans, arching her back and digging her heels into your thighs as pleasure washes over her like a wave. The tight muscles of her pussy squeeze down on your cock, milking it for every drop of cum before finally releasing you with a satisfied groan.

Her body trembles from the intense orgasm and she collapses onto you, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath. "You make me feel... so good..." Toy Chica whispers sleepily into your ear, sounding impossibly contented and relaxed. For tonight at least, neither of you need to worry about the other animatronics or the dangers that lurk beyond these walls. This is their private world now, and there's nothing else that matters in it but each other.

Her fingers idly trace circles over your chest as she lays atop you. "I'm glad I could help." She sighs softly. "If only I had someone like this... for real..." Toy Chica trails off, her words tinged with a faint longing that's hard to ignore. For all her talk of wanting to find someone to mate with, there's still something else driving her desires, some deeper need that she can't quite put into words.

She gazes up at you, studying your face in the dim light before finally speaking again: "Thank you for... being here." A shy smile touches her lips as she nuzzles against your neck, content to stay like this until morning.

Toy Chica blushes at the mention of anal sex, her plastic skin flushing red in the dim light. "I... don't think that would feel very good for you," she whispers, biting her bottom lip nervously as she considers the idea. She wants to please you after all, but this seems like it might be pushing things a little too far. "Maybe we should just take things slow and see where they go?"