Chapter 8

Only after about 10 minutes did Foxy end up letting go of the guard. She, for some strange reason now, wanted to be alone besides that she will have to continue with her little show to the children who were gathering again outside the pirate's cave.

No one has wondered that a blond man walked out of there as nothing happened. That was good for the guard because he doesn't know how to explain that an animatronic, Foxy, in this case, was hugging him to the point that if he hadn't stopped, he swears that his bones would be shattered by her force and that, by the way, breathless not because of the hug but because of being with his face on her breasts. To add more to this, it was very smooth. Her in general, and her breasts were… well, the feeling it gives you is very realistic. He can't explain this, and when he walked out of there and saw the kids, he was ignoring them, wondering how is it possible for a person to create something as real as Foxy and the others.

How the hell did he make it feel like he's actually hugging a woman?

He walked with those doubts. He didn't go to the stage where Fredica, Chica, and Bonnie were. He went back to the security office. He wanted to see some things. He was going to ask Francis for permission first to let him go through his things on the desk. Reason? Maybe he would find something hidden there from the previous guard, nothing more.

"Hey, man." Francis was there. He was sitting looking at the cameras. He wasn't looking at the blond with a smile… well, he was, but his smile was a little mischievous. "I won't tell the boss about the other night."

"What other night?"

"You know, the bathroom thing. Look, it's not good that you bring a girl here with you to spend the night." The blond was not understanding anything. "But try not to leave dirty," already hearing this, he took a few seconds to realize that he was very possibly talking about Fredica and how she masturbated so hard that she almost made a wall explode. "I won't say anything," He gave him a thumbs up, "but you owe me one."

"Uh, yeah, sure..."

"Yes, it's a strange taste," he blurted out as if nothing had happened.

The blond blinked several times. He did not understand that it was a strange taste. Francis looked into nothingness itself and then looked at the screens. He, the blond one, was still processing this. It was then that when he was still staring at Francis, he realized something... or so he thinks.

"Strange taste?" He asked. "What did you do...?"

"I felt like a detective for a while," he said between laughs. "Nothing normal."

He raised his eyebrows because he was seriously surprised. "Wait..." He was beginning to worry about the ideas that he now has in his head when he heard what he said. "...what did you do?" he asked once more. "Did you taste... that liquid?"

"No?"

"... man." He was seriously shocked. "Why?"

"Because it's not the first time it's happened," he replied. "There have also been many cases where there were strange liquids in the bathrooms... and as a guard, I have to keep track of everything. That's why I had to try it..."

"What if it was urine? Poison? Don't you care about your health?"

"Ah, well, details."

The blonde really wonders if Francis is right or wrong right now and couldn't help but look at him with some shock and good disgust.

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Security office, 00:10 am

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Fredica and Bonnie were once again sitting on the stage, not knowing what to do about the guard, mostly Bonnie because this was the one who she said that he would come after all because he needs money. Since he didn't come, Fredica had every reason to be upset with Bonnie because, in the end, she wasn't right. The guard would not come and now they will surely have to spend a long time without being able to talk to someone, have fun, play, have small love affairs since they will need a way to release stress...

I have no idea what stress is for robots, but well, it is understood somehow, right?

"Another night without him." Fredica looked at Bonnie. "How does it feel to be wrong?"

"Do you really think I'm wrong?" She seemed offended. "I am very sure of what I saw and said. That guard will come and be with us sooner or later."

"It's been two days, Bonnie," she emphasized by making two with her hand as she held up two fingers. "Two days without the guard. If things continue this way, the option to turn us off is not far away."

"Turning us off? Are they going to replace us again?"

"I just think it's a solution. Not having a nightguard is not good. It's not good for anything..."

Bonnie didn't buy what Fredica was saying. Therefore, the rabbit approached her to see her face to face. "Is it really that, or is it because you won't be able to play with him?" Fredica didn't comment on that. She only looked at her. Her nose bumped into hers. "How much longer will you last trying to deny that you want to fuck him to death?" Fredica still didn't say a word. Bonnie had her hands on her waist. She was between smiles and a serious look. "You can't deny it, you can't, and you won't." She stood up straight. She crossed her arms, which were below her breasts. "Fufu... it's a pity that you can never have him for yourself..."

"That means you were wrong."

"I am happy as long as you are unhappy, Fredica."

"Girls!! Girls!! The guard is back!"

Chica's words, very excited, entered the ears of Fredica and Bonnie. The second showed a disappointed face because Fredica would now have anyone to play with, and she would have to stay with the desire. Fredica smiled triumphantly at her, but after that, it changed because the rabbit took into account what she said that he was going to come back, and clearly he did, and this means that she can finally have her time alone with him and she was going to make the most of it. Fredica changed her smile and was serious about this, not because of Bonnie but because of Chica, who didn't seem very happy right now.

"Why that face, Chica?" Fredica asked her. "The guard came back but, you're not very happy..."

Chica didn't say anything. She was scared, a little bit. She swallowed some saliva... saliva? Yes, suppose it is. "It's just... Foxy is with the guard..."

Hearing this, both Bonnie and Fredica hurriedly followed behind Chica, hoping nothing bad would happen from this.

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Security office, minutes before

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He came to work after all.

His shoulder hurts a little, but he's fine. As long as no one can come and put pressure on there, apart from having to make sudden movements, everything will be fine. He thought he could be resting, but he needs the money. Pain like this is no excuse. It can't stop him...although if he has to move to avoid trouble, he wouldn't think twice...

And he just has a problem now.

"Why are you here?" He turned to look to the side. The door on the left. "It's barely midnight." He glanced at the clock. It was only a few seconds past midnight. He didn't seem to be waiting. "...what do you need?"

"I came to see you."

"Oh wow. Seriously you change your mind fast, Foxy."

"You're not lucky, comrade," it appeared then. As soon as it was midnight, she was already here so she could talk to him. "I still haven't forgotten what you've done, human. Don't provoke me because I'm not in a good mood."

"What have I done now?"

"You know…" She pointed at the guard with her hook… although you could slightly notice a faint crimson color on her cheeks, more of a pinkish color, that could be seen due to its red color. She looked away. "Th-that thing you did... in my cabin."

"The hug?"

"T-that thing, the hug!"

"What's wrong with a hug?"

"I never gave you permission to give me one." Her hook touched the guard's face a little now, but he didn't flinch. In fact, he was afraid and felt that he was going to piss himself, but he had to stay calm. "I don't like to be touched either... you can get an idea." The hook passed through his mouth. "No?" His silence told her that he understood... but just in case. "The last person who touched me ended up dead. You? You won't have the same luck twice, guard."

"I'll… keep it in mind…" With that, it wouldn't be right for her to then lower her hook to get it out of his face? "...so you came to...?"

"I already told you I came to see you." The fact that he asked again annoyed her. "What are you, an idiot? Do you not understand when someone speaks to you?"

"It's kind of complicated if that someone who's talking to you is an animatronic that's supposed to be... not moving?"

She doesn't want to agree with him. He is right, but she doesn't want to agree with him for anything in the world. "Sigh." She saw him once more, from top to bottom. It was definitely not the same guard even up close. She missed the previous one. It was more to her liking... but this one in front of her... this afternoon made her feel very strange. Her hook moved it a little more on his face to separate it. She stood up straight as she stared into the guard's eyes with her one eye. "Today I will not do anything to you if you do something for me, and no, there is no way to negotiate because I will make you walk the plank to a painful but slow and exciting death."

"What do I have to do?"

Foxy wasted no time and sat on his lap, pointing directly at her face, fixing her one eye on both of the blonde's eyes, who was greatly surprised by the fact that she sat on his lap, but also that she passed both arms behind his head.

He didn't understand, "What?"

"Do what you did today," she said in a bossy tone. "If you want to live, I want you to do that one more time."

"The hug?"

"Yes, that, the hug. I want that. I want to feel again what it feels like to want to be hugged without it being a pervert who wants to touch you." The guard made a strange face. She already knew. "I know you won't do anything. I have you close, and I can kill you not with my hook but with my teeth." When she opened her mouth, he could clearly see those murderous fangs. "Try to do as I tell you, comrade."

Having her so close, as well as having her on top of him, and seeming to want to find a good place to be comfortable, didn't help. Her breasts against his, feeling her big ass moving and not stopping, apart from the expectant look of receiving what he had given her during the afternoon, seemed to want another.

He insists, within himself, that what Fredica has done with Foxy so that she changes so much and is less aggressive... well, is the manager still looking for someone to repair the animatronics, in case they break down?

"Mm?" She wanted to comment something regarding his delay regarding the hug, but soon she felt something that seemed to hit her butt, which caused her to open her eye very wide, surprised. She moved a little more, and it felt harder now than before. She, not expecting this, couldn't help but smile a little. "You don't resist huh?" She was saying while seeming to sound a bit flirtatious, using her hook at the moment to rub it across his face softly and seductively. "Fredica said you only like them like her…but look, you react to me…a fox that tried to kill you not long ago…" She laughed. "You seriously have problems..."

Foxy was about to go on and on with her little insults and now have fun with his little friend, but she felt arms wrap around her completely. As a reflex action, she tried to break away and want to attack because right now, it made her remember something, memories that were programmed for her to have, from her life as a pirate. She couldn't do anything when she was surrounded by two arms, one that was slow to rise due to clear pain, also feeling a breath against her that made her feel very strange, unable to process information.

She wanted to pull away as one of the reactions, but instead, she seemed to want more of this, her body more than anything. Foxy's head said to do something else, but no, her body only seemed to react, to respond in terms of the warm embrace.

Her eye looked very strange at the blonde. She wanted to understand, but there was no way to do so.

Is this really a hug?

How can it be that she feels so good?

Why didn't she ask the previous guard for this earlier?

Thoughts like this ran through Foxy's mind because seriously, she doesn't know what this strange feeling inside her that was born from this hug is.

She reciprocated once more, like this afternoon.

It hurts her to have to accept that maybe it was her fault that the previous guard ended up crazy... but... right now, she can accept this new guard... as long as he does things like this hugging stuff...

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Hallways, right after the hug

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Chica was followed by Fredica and Bonnie.

What Chica said then was true.

Foxy was inside with the night guard. The two who followed Chica were somehow happy, plus the bunny, that he has returned despite what has happened... but the fact that they are seeing how Foxy is on top of him, with her butt in the guard's lap, being hugged and being able to see how they looked like they were going to do it, made her circuits burn completely.

"Wow…" Chica only let out a sigh after a surprised expression. "Foxy and the guard..." when she came to see him, Foxy was standing at the door. They are very affectionate with each other now. "Wow..."

"Is this what you wanted us to see?" Asked the rabbit.

"I thought Foxy was going..."

"Seriously, you just want to be mean, Chica," Bonnie was going on. "But, well played. Now, wait until the guard is alone. I'll go in and have a nice time with him... much better than Foxy."

"He came." Fredica wasn't paying attention to the mutterings of the other two. She just looked out the window and looked into the office and watched the guard and Foxy hugging each other. "...but..." She seemed annoyed indeed. "...why...?"

"You feel that way because you know very well that Foxy is with something that is already yours." Her golden version appeared again. No one saw her but her. "That's why you feel a strange pain, my beautiful Fredica. Come on in, knock the shit out of Foxy, lock the doors and make him yours."

"I won't," she murmured. The others have no reason to listen to what she says to her golden version that floated around. "I won't do that." (Cuckquean LOLOLOLOL)

"Oh well, don't say later that you've lost your chance. You had two golden chances, but you haven't done anything. I'll go sleep over there, let me know if you're about to fuck him."

Fredica was then still looking at the scene inside the office. Foxy and the guard were seriously hugging each other, and they don't seem to separate. They made her want to go in but, how curious it is that the door is closed. She couldn't get in. She didn't want to make any noise either, although the other two were slowly raising their voices.

She clenched her fists.

If blood could come out, it would definitely come out.

She was quite enduring all this that is in front of her eyes.

She doesn't want to do something stupid, she doesn't want everything to go to shit again as it has in the past that led to them being inactive, almost being thrown away.

Adding all this, she does not understand something.

Why is the guard cuddling with Foxy now if she tried to kill him two days ago?

At this moment, she realized that when she changed Foxy a little to make her less aggressive and that she can use words more than violence, she understood that what she is seeing is thanks to her and she cannot hate herself more than she does now.

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Security office, 00:30 am

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Foxy left after that.

That fox is still somewhat irregular. She also doesn't understand how Fredica made her change so much. It was like something like magic... but magic doesn't exist... although to tell the truth, taking into account that some animatronics have free will and can think and speak as they please, magic doesn't seem to be something very distant, let's say.

A long cuddle time was exhausting, he must admit.

As he hugged and tried in small moments to get some air, he could see on one of the screens the camera that overlooked the right corridor of the office. He had seen about three girls who seemed to be very interested in seeing what he and Foxy seemed to be doing. If what he had done with the fox had come to sex, everything would have gone to hell because they wouldn't hesitate, he believes, to break down the door to get in and take some of the possible leftovers that the fox would leave of him.

When Foxy got up and left, leaving a slight mark on his neck that he must admit hurts a lot, the girls left the office too. She opened the door after they left because she closed it... well, it wasn't him but her, Foxy, who ran too fast and closed it.

Now he was relaxed, taking not only the neck and part of the shoulder marked by Foxy a little but also he couldn't help but forget the mere sensation of the body of the animatronic. The softness but, at the same time rigidity of it was incredible. It was like a huge doll. There was no way to explain how anyone could come up with such a brilliant idea to do something like that. Right now, he wants and wishes he could meet this William Afton. He wishes he could shake his hand and tell him that he's a big fan of his work.

He wasn't going to forget the feel of Foxy's body at all, he thinks he never would.

Right now, coming back to reality and snapping out of his impure thoughts, he began to see the cameras once more. It was changing one by one. The energy was still quite a lot. The time he spent with Foxy only took away 10% of it. It can last all night if necessary. Between checking, he was trying to see if something was wrong, not from the animatronics moving because he already knows that and there's not much to do, but simply, to check that everything is in order and nothing is out of place.

Between changing cameras, there he realized that in the main dining room, there was something he had to solve.

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Hallways, 00:32 am

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As soon as he tried to get out of there, he was met with a surprise.

"I knew you were coming back." Cute rabbit Bonnie stood in front of the guard. The mere guard said nothing, just looked at the rabbit. As always, her body was incredible. "A poor guy like you needs money, right?"

"Excuse me?"

He wasn't going to talk to her but the fact that she said that about him already struck a deep chord.

"You've heard me, guard." She showed, as always, arrogance but also strong disdain for him. "I knew that no matter how hurt you are, you'd come. You need the money, don't you?" She leaned in a little. The mere fact of leaning was to look at her face from below, apart from leaning forward and thus revealing a little of the breasts in that suit of hers that she wore over her so pressed. "Hmm? I am right?"

It's just that he couldn't answer her. Not because she was right or wrong, but because she told him in such a way, it totally unsettled him, and he didn't know how to react. That a robot is roasting him is not a very cool thing to say.

"You don't need to talk either, dear guard." Standing tall, Bonnie reached out her arm to touch his chest. Her finger, which was touching his chest, moved slowly and sensually. "If there's one thing I adore, it's silent men…" Her eyes narrowed a bit. "And I see that you like bad bunnies... and I've been a VERY bad bunny..."

He was quiet now. He was sure he could answer right now and not be frozen in surprise at the rabbit's words. He just looked at her like he always looked at everyone. "I eat rabbits." He told Bonnie, who raised her eyebrows in what showed a bit of crimson. "Although I don't like them, of course..."

"Mm...I'd like to see you eat this bunny, dear guard." Needless to say, Bonnie really wanted to see that. She always wanted to be eaten by him and now that this guard has confessed such a thing, it is a matter of time before she is going to be his. "This bad bunny wants to be eaten by you, dear guard... eat me like the bad bunny I've been..."

Bonnie wasted no time.

She with no doubt lunged at the guard a bit to wrap her arms around him and snuggle as close to him as possible. She wanted to feel her whole body as Foxy has felt it. It is that she, without wasting time, took the guard's hands while she made him walk inside the office, close the doors and then put his hands on her ass, hands that sank into it and that she made him squeeze with force.

The sigh from the sheer pleasure of being touched like this, well, the sensitivity she had was also enormous. She was a bit red. She didn't seem to put up with much, she didn't want to either. She had closed both doors. She can't let this go. She needs this more than anyone, she needs it to such an extent that she couldn't think straight anymore. She raised her head to look at the guard who could feel something from him hit her stomach a little. She gave a little teasing laugh. "Hehehe... your little friend seems to react with my body," she said. She was looking him in the face with total desire and lust. "Do you feel it? Do you feel how your dick touches my stomach? Yes, you like it, you like it very much, my dear poor man." Once again, she called him poor. She doesn't know that as much as the guard is getting a little carried away, the veins seemed to bulge on him at being called this way. "A poor man like you must be happy to have the chance to be with a beautiful and bad bunny like me..." She narrowed her eyes when she saw his serious eyes, and she could see the desire to eat her. This excited her more. "Yes, look at me with those eyes...come on, I'm yours..." but there was no reaction from him. How hot she was plus, the frustration she was carrying over not having some action started to kick in and make Bonnie a bit annoyed. "What? Won't you do anything?" She said in a provocative tone. Right now, she let go of the guard's hands. She brought her hands to his member and felt something very hard. She was smiling now despite being annoyed. "Hey? This is very hard... you look like you're going to explode..." she looked at him. Won't you do anything to me, dear guard? Do you want me to take care of you?" But she only started to make fun of this. "No, I won't... do you know why?" Once again, disdain set in. "Because you are poor."

The guard couldn't take much more than that.

He got carried away to see how things go.

He kind of wanted to experience Bonnie's behavior because she's the one with who he has no idea how she acts. Let's add that he also wanted to feel her body. As Foxy, the feeling was even better. It was very smooth. She wasn't strong like Foxy, that was a plus for her. She seemed a bit delicate, but there seemed to be nothing delicate about her. He could see from the way she seemed to act that she was a girl...okay, how to put it right? She seemed to have the attitude of a whore... well, he doesn't know much about women, he feels that she has that attitude of such women because they usually behave in the same way.

Her butt was too soft. It was big, yes. Comparable to Foxy? Maybe. That feeling of his, his hands sinking into it, was incredible. He didn't want to part either. For a while longer, he wanted to be like this. He was having a strong erection on top. What Foxy left half done, Bonnie seemed to want to finish the job. And her hands... they could have touched his member over his clothes, over his uniform, but the sensation transmitted with that slight touch... he insists and emphasizes it again, that William Afton is a genius.

But everything went to hell when she insisted on calling him poor over and over again. He did not tolerate this, more than she knows that somehow he is poor. Today, he is not poor, but being told that way offends him too much, and he feels that her tone of voice is mocking. Who does she think she is?

"Hehe...I know." Once again, she spoke, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Maybe... that little friend of yours... is small and won't be able to satisfy anyone..."

There were two things sacred to a man.

One's pride is not something to be touched, more mocked. One can tolerate to a certain extent that his person is mocked and treated like trash, objecting that his pride is trash. If things are serious, he would react. He held up to this very well. He is proud to be poor or to have been, he has learned so much about life and has received many experiences that today he can share with the new generation and advise them too much.

But the most important thing and something that cannot be touched at all and even more so to make fun of, especially if it is with someone you really hate, is the size of the men's member. They all have big, medium, small members, it doesn't matter, they all do their job. Those that are VERY small due to direct problems are not added, but it does not matter, it is not a reason to make fun of them. It is not something to touch. This is something that infuriated him. It's not that he has a small member, no. He is proud of what he has between his legs. He does his job and does what he promises: to satisfy women.

A bloody fucking robot of a rabbit was making fun of his member and as such, his patience had come to an end.

Bonnie felt like she was taken with some force. She didn't say anything, this took her by surprise. She was carried against the wall at the other end of where the desk with the screens of the cameras in the place was. Her face was hitting the wall as she felt some force against it, so she couldn't turn around. "What are you doing?!"

"I'm not going to let you make fun of me like that." His tone was grave. Bonnie was up against the wall. She was exposing her butt more than necessary. He then gave her a hard spanking before squeezing it out of her butt. He could hear Bonnie let out a moan. "Ah, look, you really are a whore, huh? You like being treated this way, right?"

"No!" She tried to let out a scream. She could not. She was grabbed by some of her hair to be pulled back and hit the wall again. Nothing happened to her, she is an animatronic after all. "Hey!"

"Shh, shh," he then kept squeezing her butt hard. Bonnie seemed to let out a few small moans at times. She sighed raggedly. Her face was red. After that, he started to get further and further behind her. He rested his member on her butt. He didn't pull the beast out, he rubbed his waist against hers. From how she seemed to have slight chills, he could tell that she liked it. "I know what you want. Do you want it inside Bonnie?"

"N-no... w-wait, it's a joke..." she said. The guard showed surprised eyes for seconds. Apparently, they can feel some fear because of how she spoke. Did it matter? No. "I-I didn't w-want to d-do this..."

"There's no going back, damn rabbit." He brought his mouth close to her ear. Bonnie trembled as she heard a man's voice against her ear. It made her shiver to get more wet than necessary. This was noticed by the guard. He showed pleasure and astonishment. "I see that with my voice, you've gotten all wet... curious... it seems that you want this, right?"

"It is not true!" She said. "I do not want this! Please! I didn't want to do this to you! Forgive me! I don't want to be r*ped!"

"Is it r*pe if the r*ped person also wants this?" He laughed. "No, I'm not going to stop now." Now he pulled out his member. He would stick it to her butt, put it between the cheeks of her ass. It fit and fit perfectly. Bonnie gasped again as she felt some flesh on her body. "Yes, you do... and I hope you're ready... because I'm going to r*pe you so much I'm going to get fired for turning a rabbit into a little whore..."

Bonnie had made it.

Bonnie finally got what she wanted.

Being a little mean to him was herself. This apologizing and asking him to please not r*pe her added to the fact that she had shown enough fear that her body would completely betray her, which was all part of her plan. She wanted him to be in control, to make her his, to r*pe her so much that she couldn't live without that white liquid that humans release that she likes so much. Also, this guard seriously showed that his member is big, quite a lot. If she had him inside, he would really alter all her mechanisms, and maybe she would become his sexual slave. She doesn't know how to take this, but she wants to feel it inside now. She could feel her lower clothing slightly pushed aside. She could feel how fingers were very close to the entrance of her wet pussy. She was very wet but she was still with the plan of being a victim now instead of being the victimizer.

She could also feel the breath on the back of her neck.

It was driving her crazy, and they still haven't done anything.

But suddenly, she couldn't feel anything.

She was amazed. She didn't feel anything. What was it that was happening? How can she not feel anything? What happened? Did she die after being savagely r*ped? What the fuck was going on?

Little did she know, she was out of the office.

She looked around in amazement. The office door was also closed. She leaned out the window and looked at the guard, who was sitting as normal.

"DAMN SON OF A BITCH!!" She punched the window. "YOU ARE A FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!! FUCKING GUARD!! WHAT A EXCUSE OF A MAN YOU TURNED OUT TO BE!!

No matter how much she yelled, the guard wouldn't listen.

With it, he was able to somehow trick Bonnie, who did not stop insulting him right now at full volume. It was curious to see that no one came. Foxy was still in her cave, and the other two were apparently talking, arguing a bit.

After tricking Bonnie, he wondered internally what he had said before to be involved in that hot moment with Bonnie in which he was very close to getting carried away and fuck the rabbit in a brutal way because of what an erection he has now that he needs to masturbate at full speed to be able to finish work or in that case, wait for his shift to end and look for a woman who, with money on top, he can pay for at least two.

Why didn't he go with Bonnie then and soothe that aching boner?

He'd said the thing about getting fired for how he would fill her with cum in the heat of the moment, but when Bonnie was no longer showing any reaction to doing anything, and she was actually bending over and over to show off her butt and receding hairline, which was the coolest and most beautiful thing that he has seen in his life of how perfect both her pussy and her asshole were, he began to consider that about finishing and that they find semen inside the animatronics or in the worst case, because this is also very bad, find traces of semen on them.

Right there, he decided to go back and get Bonnie out, who right now was telling him everything and insulting him that, come on, he doesn't have siblings, but poor them, she insulted them too much.

Little does the guard know that just now, he had dodged a time bomb.

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More than 1,000 power stones and all you guys got was BLUE BALLS XD. Have a nice weekend everyone.