14 Chapter 13

He had to take Foxy back to her cabin. She herself had fallen asleep in his arms and kept repeating that she was a very good girl, who did not want to be abandoned for anything in the world and could even notice the tears that her golden eye shed.

To vary things, he heard a few more things than that...

"Please... please... dad... no... no... I'm... I'm a good girl... I... it hurts... please, stop..."

"No... I'm hungry... I want... to eat..."

"..."

He looked at her resting on her bed. He was very surprised. He was very tense listening to this kind of thing coming out of her mouth. She was asleep on top of it. It seems that she remembers something and is releasing some of the ugliest possible memories. He wanted to leave but at least he managed to calm down a Foxy who stopped crying. She completely calmed down. He had to caress her for a long time for her to calm down. Only then could he separate for a few moments. Watching her sleep... peacefully...

"Those aren't programmed memories... are they?"

That was his doubt.

He can understand that she has programmed memories. Taking into account that she was programmed to be a pirate and stuff, maybe the life of pirates, before being one, rather, was to have a hard childhood, a childhood where you suffer a lot... but, so detailed? He didn't want to listen anymore, he had to caress her to calm her down. If he doesn't do this, maybe the things she says will be worse, and he can't tolerate much.

But... he insists that those words... are not programmed at all...

"...I should ask Nicholas about programmed memories." It was the most sensible thing he had thought. He got up from Foxy's bed. She didn't turn around or anything. She was still sleeping and now with a smile. It made him smile. "Sometimes I feel like she is still a little girl..."

If only John knew the truth...

Getting up and walking out of here, he was met with another surprise...

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Security office, 01:00 am

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Both Chica and Bonnie then appeared from both sides of the office with happy faces to be able to surprise/scare John, but they didn't see anyone, having to erase their happy faces to want to show him their improvements too... which they don't seem to have, but they exist.

"He is not here?" Chica looked everywhere, even under the desk. "Not here."

"Looking under the desk?"

"I got used to it... I think." In fact, she doesn't understand why. She got up from the ground. She looked around again but nothing. "I don't know, I think I remember some things now... Hm... where is the mask?"

"Ugh…I can't believe I remember that now too…" Bonnie was even holding her head as she complained about that pain. "To think that Foxy was yelling at us because she thought we were idiots... silly memories..."

"...there's no mask either..." Chica didn't find anything. She crossed her arms. But, she was getting off-topic. "Where do you think he might be? He's not with Fredica... I hope he's not with her... and I doubt he's with..."

"I don't think he's with Foxy," it was Bonnie who spoke up. "Maybe he went to the bathroom... right?"

"Going into the men's bathroom..." Chica said it as if it were something taboo. "...I don't think it's right..."

"Chica... we are animatronics, ANIMATRONICS. We don't have a ban on entering any place as long as we're also protecting the place from people who come in to rob us or want to touch us... although if it's touching us and all that, I hope John does it..." Yeah, Bonnie can't stop getting horny. "I need it... I need him to fill me up again..."

"Again?" Chica paid attention to those words. Hearing that last one, plus also the dirty and perverted way she seemed to move, made her open her eyes. "What do you mean by again?"

"Hehe…" She started to laugh as she looked at Chica superiorly. The hen looked up in shock. "Oh, my beautiful and dear Chica... always so good but always too slow to realize the reality..." Those airs of pride struck the rabbit. "...the guard, John, my beautiful John, is a simple man... he likes rabbits... he likes me... so he doesn't need a chicken like you..."

"No…" The desperation was noticeable then in the sweet and kind Chica. "No...please...tell me that's not true..." She took even Bonnie's shoulders, also coming close to suffering the same as Fredica suffered. "Tell me that..."

"It's true... and what do you think? He will always choose me instead of you..."

For Chica, it was too much.

She does not understand anything. For Bonnie to tell her this now… she doesn't understand how it can affect her too much either. She couldn't stand the guard, John, being with Bonnie. She can't tolerate it, she can't accept at all that he really doesn't love her enough for him to have taken her... and now Bonnie...

She recoiled as she tried to get out of there, she wanted to leave, she didn't want to stay anymore.

She didn't want to be with Bonnie right now.

She didn't want to see her now...

Leaving, then, Bonnie felt a little bad even though she was smiling from ear to ear... but that bad feeling she had, became more and more pride.

"...fufu...soon John...will come to me begging..."

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Pirate's Cove, 01:00 am

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At the same time that Chica and Bonnie seemed to be having that sisterly moment together in what turned out to be a strong revelation for the one in yellow, John ran into a cute and weird problem.

"I think I haven't been clear with you...right?"

"What do you want, Fredica?"

"I just came to talk like the good friends that Foxy and I are... but who would say? The guard decided to have a nice conversation first... You don't waste time at all... even though I said I didn't want you to do anything... but, look at you, here you are... leaving after taking care of Foxy."

"I didn't do anything wrong, Fredica."

"Oh, I do not know. That's what all men say when they are discovered..."

"I only brought her here because she fell asleep in my office..."

"Ah, so she went to your office... hehe... Oh, John... you really can be a bit silly, can't you?"

"I always am… but that has nothing to do with it now, Fredica. What have you come here to do?

"I came to talk to her."

"You know very well that's not true."

"True or not, I came to see her... but, now that YOU are here... hehe..."

The laugh did not bode well.

Fredica slowly approached John, who, unable to react, grabbed him by his uniform and threw him on the wooden floor of this place. The blond tried to defend himself, at least break away from that hold... but to no avail. He tried to get up once more, but she caught him again. she threw him next to Foxy who was sleeping, and she didn't flinch, at all.

"Well… it seems I can do something much better now." Fredica licked her lips as she looked and looked more at John's crotch. "I don't understand that term but, having both of you here... could it be... luck?" (NETORARE MOMENT, YEEEEEEES)

He glanced at Foxy. He didn't react. Then he looked once more at Fredica. He didn't want to accept this, he understood everything very well. "Freddie, don't..."

"How do you want me to punish you for coming to see this fucking fox who is trying to steal my man?" She climbed into bed. She crawled like a cat... curious for a bear. She inched up to his crotch with a… wicked smile. "Do you want me to kill you... or do you want me to make love to you next to the fox you seem to love? It's up to you..."

To die or to die by snu snu?

Taking into account what is going on, one chooses the second, regardless.

But it doesn't happen that way, not at all. This is not something written to delight people who have nothing better to do than read how a robot sucks a man dry.

John... it cost him.

He was very complicated because he was having a huge problem and mixed feelings about the words that she said in her sleep. Those words... at a time like this, he thinks it's coming from something else. It can't be something programmed. He has to ask but feels that it is not right.

He couldn't make up his mind, he was... caught up in the moment.

"No response... well... I thought you would say you love me but... does that fox really make you doubt...? Hehe... well..." She began to touch his crotch She squeezed a little "Huh...? What is this?" She looked at his crotch. It was noticeable above his pants that it was already hard. Fredica raised her eyebrows and then returned to her expression before. "Getting hard in a situation like this? Wow...my beautiful guard is a pervert... I love it... do you really want to do it with Foxy? Wow... really beautiful... to think that the boyfriend wants to cheat on his girlfriend who is next to him and sleeping... it would be a shame... if we wake her up..."

Sex was going to happen. Love may be the right word but not, but what was not true is that Foxy was his girlfriend... how can it be that an animatronic can be your girlfriend? Isn't that kind of... depressing? Well, the fact that he did it with Fredica, not being able to deny that he was forced because he ended up giving in later, was already very depressing. There are so many women that for appearance alone he can be in high demand, but no, he preferred a robot.

"It throbbing too much," was what she felt through his pants. "I see someone dying to feel something tight and warm…" She crawled up to his face. After that, she rested her butt on top of his waist. Yes, she already felt how it hit through her underwear. She could feel this cock wanting to go all out. She pressed his forehead against hers. She couldn't stop smiling. "And I'm dying to have you inside... my beautiful man..."

Fredica, to prevent John from doing anything, took one of his wrists and broke it. The blonde wanted to let out little moans of pain and groans as well but in order not to wake Foxy up, he held himself back. The pain was not very strong, but it hurt, it hurt a lot.

"Hehe...does it hurt?" This is the pain I feel... knowing that you are not faithful to me..." She took the other hand that is not broken, at least his wrist, to one of her breasts that, well, she thought was her heart ." I feel like there are a thousand pangs to my heart... although I don't have one, it hurts, it hurts too much to see the man you love so much... with another woman... it hurts... and that pain... not only you will pay it, but also she…" She brought his hand then to her mouth. She started sucking and sucking on one of his fingers in a very lewd way. She licked him up and down. After that, she gave it to John... but it wasn't for him... "Put it in Foxy's mouth," John hesitated. He couldn't hesitate anymore because Fredica put that finger in the fox's mouth. After a few seconds, he pulled it out. She herself hadn't flinched either. She was very sleepy. At that, she again brought it to her own mouth. "Mm… here." Tasting it, she stuffed it into John's mouth without a care. "Savor it. It will be the last time you will taste Foxy... because today, you will be MINE AND MINE ONLY..."

She released his wrist. Now it was important to get the guard's dick out. She quickly did so, and she pushed aside, no, ripped apart her underwear. It didn't take long. She introduced it inside. She trembled but didn't stop smiling as her face turned redder and redder, like a tomato.

John, who did not want to see this, could notice between seconds that a golden form of Fredica was on top of her. It overlapped. It was like seeing a Golden Fredica who moved and acted like her. He understood a little then. He understood that maybe, that golden teddy that he had seen at home and then at work... no, it can't be her, not at all...

"Um…" Her eyes were a little white. "Seriously… it's nice to have you inside…but better yet…" She began to mount him. Little by little the sounds of applause filled Foxy's cabin. "...better still if we have a lucky spectator who may wake up early..."

"...I love you... guard... I... love you..."

"You've seen? She said she loves you..." She was mounting him while her face was almost pressed against his. She was nowhere near kissing him, but she wanted him to do as she says. "Come on, tell her you love her too... come on... kiss her while she's asleep..." but he didn't, and this annoyed her. As a consequence, she grabbed his arm with the broken wrist. In a small, well-aimed movement, she spun around and yanked on his arm. John suppressed a loud cry because she ended up kissing him so that he doesn't cry out in pain because she is a good bear. His arm moved out of place, too. "Are you going to do it... or do you want something more broken now?" When they parted, she smiled at him as if nothing had happened. She was happy with what she was doing. That pain on John's face… it made his penis go in and out really well because she was so wet right now. "Just do it..."

Not that he could refuse. Fredica also took him by the head and made him kiss Foxy, which didn't help that she was holding his head while asleep so as not to separate from a kiss that John didn't want to have. Because on top of that, he had a bear riding him like a champ, and he was making out with a fox. He didn't want to be here.

In fact, if everything had been rosy, how to say no to these two beauties? He would love to have two beauties by his side... but this way? No, he doesn't want something like that, not at all. The fact that his arm and wrist are dislocated, broken, whatever because he can't think clearly, it was horrible. On top of that, he was being forced to have sex.

Is this what it feels like to be r*ped?

John could think of things that have nothing to do with it.

His body betrays him because even though he doesn't want any of this, the feeling of pleasure when feeling those walls of Fredica's pussy were tremendous... and even more, so the kisses that a sleeping Foxy gave him were... from another world.

"Yeah... kiss that fox ...come on... yeah..." Fredica seemed to get really excited to see John kiss Foxy. She was dripping down there all the time. "Come on… do it… stick your tongue in… do it…" John obeyed. Foxy was also like burning fire because the more she was kissed like this, asleep even, the more she brought her hand down to touch herself, again and again, putting one and then two and finally three fingers inside. "Yeah... this fox loves this... she better be awake... but soon... she'll know just fine."

The bear had an idea. She would ride John more and more until he came. She was going to make him cum, she was going to swallow everything, and when this happened, she was going to kiss Foxy to make a mouth-to-mouth pass of the blonde's semen. Why? Because she is a good bear, after all. It is and will be the last time Foxy will taste anything of him.

That was why then, she put as much speed as possible to make him cum, and her eyes were turning a dark color until they were completely black, and they looked if it can be said like that, at the blonde's blue eyes.

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09:00 am

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They had barely opened.

He didn't expect at all that a person would already be outside waiting. It's normal for some elders to be here but, at first glance, this person wasn't an elder... although with how bad he looks, it could be.

"Can... can I offer you something, sir?"

"Is... is there anything to ignore the pain for a while?"

"Broken heart?"

"Do I have the face to joke around?!"

That person hit the counter. It was obvious how tired he was. Also, the grimaces and expressions of pain were noted. He was holding his arm and his wrist as well. He squeezed his eyes shut as he realized he used his injured arm.

"Er... sir... if you are hurt, you'd better call..."

"I can't."

"Is this about something illegal?"

"Just, please, tell me what you recommend to ignore the pain for a while..."

"Well..." He then went to look for a bottle with what he was asking for. He brought it back to the counter and placed it in front of him. "I have this."

"How much?"

"Uh... sir, please calm down..."

"Look…" the blonde then grabbed his clothes. "I'm close to passing out, but before I do, I can swear I'm going to kill you. Tell me how much it is because I'm close to doing it..."

"I-it's a 100 dollars, sir!"

" A 100 dollars?!" He released him. He pushed him. He reached for that vial with his uninjured arm. He watched it for a while. After that, he opened it and took four pills.

"Is not recommended..."

He gave him the $100. "Now it's my problem. If I want to die, I can do it alone, don't get involved." The man then excused himself from there. He didn't want to continue this conversation either, he felt it was foolish. He simply gave him one more look. "Thank you, and have a nice day..."

He watched him go, taking his arm. He blinked several times as he straightened his clothes and made sure they weren't so wrinkled. "What a douchebag," he snapped. "Is it someone else who loves to fight?" But he drew that conclusion because these people wouldn't come here at all. "No, I don't think so... although this was... weird."

Without a doubt, it was something very strange.

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10:00 am

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The pills did their thing, at least to ease the pain in his arm. It was dislocated, and putting it back hurts a bit. On top of that, with his broken wrist, he couldn't do much. With the sheer force that he had, already with a pain that was ignored, not entirely, by the pills, just in case, he bit something that was at hand and jerked his arm hard.

Even with pills and everything, it hurt. He adjusted his arm but it hurt and he had taken two more pills just in case. His wrist... he just wrapped it very tightly so it's stiff and doesn't move. This is something basic. He doesn't think it'll do much good, but it's the only thing he'll do anyway. Going to the safe doctor for simply being seen, they will charge him a lot.

Faced with these things, he is somewhat serious with his money.

He looked at his mirror. He was in the bathroom, having to take a good shower, therefore, he was naked.

It looked better there. The marks all over his body... they're not wounds or anything. He is very sure that something or someone did this to him by not being vigilant. He can tell that Fredica maybe did some of this in the morning while he was forced to have sex with her in which he was also forced to kiss Foxy who, poor thing, still dreamed about those horrible memories. But also think about how Fredica ended up drinking part of what he had ejaculated and that other part, she passed it to her mouth.

She wasn't Fredica, she wasn't the one he knew.

Going back to his body, yes, someone made these marks. Foxy did the shoulders and neck, but... what about his body? He doesn't remember it being any... although the last thing he remembers was walking funny and... little by little he realized then that maybe Bonnie had something to do with all this.

"Chica is the only one missing, I guess," he blurted out as he turned on the shower faucet, and it began to rain. He went inside and closed his eyes when he felt that hot water. "...it was supposed to be an easy job, make sure that no one enters, that's it." He murmured as he let the water run through his body. "But, no... and I need the damn money..." That was the worst part of all. Without that money, he dies. He doesn't want to live on the streets. "...why did I have to accept in the first place?" He slowly sat up. Since it was also a bathtub, it was very convenient. He put a hand to his face as he shook his head and felt like crying. "...everything goes wrong..." He closed his eyes tightly. He thought and thought all this. He doesn't want to go through with this. But money is money. He doesn't have enough courage either to go and stand in a corner with a wig and women's clothes on. He doesn't have that strength. That's why he exerts willpower to endure this. At least everything was going smoothly... but today... he feels completely overwhelmed. "...I must do something..."

He got out of the shower.

It doesn't matter if he wet his apartment. He had to clean up anyway. He went to his room and then decided to check one of the drawers where he kept some clothes. Right in the closet. When he opened one of them, he thought and denied it very seriously... although still with a hint of sadness on his face.

"I hope it won't be easy to get this in the future..."

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Freddy Fazbear's, 11:10 pm

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Fredica couldn't wait either, it seemed.

Seriously, he turned to see one of the doors. Luckily no one was there so it wouldn't be a surprise then. John was right to say that he would start a little early... or that everyone just left an hour before his shift starts.

"You're back…" Fredica laughed. "Are you really someone who likes to suffer... or do I really have you so dominated that you can't live without me anymore..." She approached John. Obviously, she noticed his serious face. "Hmm? What's the matter? Doesn't it excite you to see me again?" Curious is that she no longer had anything on top, and he could see her breasts. "Come on, I'm sure that..."

"Is it really you?"

She stopped. She raised an eyebrow. "What is your question, John? Obviously, it's me, Fredica, the face of this franchise and the same one that you once made yours here... you sucked me all over... you kissed me..." She brought her hands to her cheeks as she closed her eyes and didn't stop smiling and moving like a schoolgirl in love. "How can you not remember that?"

"I've seen you," he said. "The golden one..."

She stopped doing what she was doing. She was serious. She narrowed her eyes. "Really?"

"I know a huntress when I see one." This is because when Fredica came for the first time, he could feel someone's gaze. It was a very different look from that bear. They were… the eyes of something that was sure to render him lifeless. "It was you..."

"You're wasting your time, John." She didn't understand this. "If so, it doesn't matter. I'm still Fredica... and you're lucky because I like to be direct... and so I'll make this clear to you once again... and I hope I don't have to repeat it: you're mine. You are mine and no one else's. I know very well when you cross the line of being nice. I won't let any of the others, have you... and I've told you, I won't do anything bad enough to get you fired... because if I do, what will I do without you?"

"Come with me. To my place."

John spoke without realizing it. Fredica, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide. She stared at him very intently like this. It was something so sudden that she was very surprised by such a confession and statement. "...really?" For a few seconds, that shy side came to light. "You... do you want to take me with you...? But… that…" She was letting herself go. She fully understood what he sought to do. Fredica hit her head. With this, she was back to her old self… at least now. "You almost did it, John… I applaud you…" She actually clapped her hands a couple of times to be serious again… with a smile. "Tempting offer... but it's better that you come here... like this... we have visitors when you make me yours..." She caressed his cheek. It was… disturbing to John that he could see that blank look on her face. "And it's a shame... if possible...I would have liked to have had a pregnancy function..." She rubbed her stomach. "It would be beautiful..."

Fredica then followed up with a few tastes of hers. After that, she kissed John and whispered:

"Try not to do anything to repeat what you did yesterday... although... I still want to talk to Bonnie... if you understand me... right?"

Basically, if he runs into Bonnie right now, and Fredica knows about it, then something really bad, like yesterday, is going to end up happening. He doesn't want that, and he was nodding as a sign that he won't do anything stupid.

He was alone then.

He sighed, as always.

His hand trembled then with what he had hanging on his belt. He didn't want to do anything silly at the moment, but... if the thing repeats itself today... it's more than enough that he will use it...

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Security office, 02:00 am

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The first time nothing happened to him.

Curious is that no one came to bother him, no one. In the cameras, everything was in place. He can understand that maybe Chica and Bonnie have moved and Foxy is there in her cabin but, it was nothing to worry about. Although... Chica and Bonnie seemed to be in the cellar... bah, only Chica because the bunny had left and was hanging around.

Chica was... in a corner, hugging a plushie of herself. (NTR effects ;))

This scene... brought pity to him.

Why was a lively girl like her like this?

He was close to going and having a talk with her. He wanted to see what was happening to her... although he had to stop suddenly because he remembered Fredica's words. Although he did nothing with Chica, what can happen? He's sure that Chica loves him... everyone here loves him... but if Fredica threatens to kill him if they don't have sex in front of Chica... he doesn't know what might happen next...

He sat down once more.

He looked at all the cameras one more time.

He didn't find anything unusual...

"Wait..."

He was about to look for something to do then. He saw something on the bathroom cameras. He felt that it was a joke because he saw something move, the door of one of the bathrooms. He narrowed his eyes then to get a closer look and be sure he hadn't imagined it.

"The door has moved," he murmured. The more he looked, the more surprises he got. "...it's the woman's bathroom... yes, then the one who comes out..." a girl came out then. "...how come I haven't seen this? How come Francis hasn't noticed either...? How...?"

That's not what matters. Right now it matters that he takes that girl, brings her to the security office, and from there, has to talk to her and ask what the hell she is doing here... but more than anything, he must make sure that no one sees her to avoid many problems...

Then he left there to look for that girl with his things.

At the time of leaving, in the office, someone looked through the cameras and could also noticed the same thing. She smiled then. As such, the best she could do is close one of the doors.

The reason?

She was hoping that the whooooole place would turn dark and thus, make things easier...

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