1 Chapter One
"Sleep tight, you creepy rat." Damien said with a pat to the animatronic's shoulder. Despite its creepy appearance, and even more uncanny voice, he was going to mess them. He has been working here for two years straight, and has grown rather attached to them, as silly as it sounds.
"Well, it's time to leave." Damien muttered, and turned around. There he was, his boss, giving him a warm smile. Thinning, gray hair, many wrinkles on his face, and wearing a rather expensive suit. He wasn't sure why he would visit him at 6 in the morning, but apparently he just wanted to see him.
"Once again, thank you for all you've done. I'm sure you'll enjoy the new place rather well. Not many people care about a security watch, yet here you are, even bidding farewell to the animatronics."
Damien chucked, he wasn't entirely wrong. He had memorized this place like the back of his hand, and cleaned it every weekend like it was his own home. The floor was practically shining right now.
"Let's hope you are right about the last part."
Damien looked one last time at the animatronics, before giving the boss his keys, and getting a new set of keys for the new "Restaurant."
"Well, I believe that takes care of everything. I'll go hit the hay now. Goodnight, Mr. Drew."
Mr. Drew simply nodded, and gave his farewells as Damien left the restaurant, closing the door with a solid thump.
After Damien left, Mr. Drew muttered in a low voice, "Sleep well," he said, "Tomorrow you'll need all the faculties for the night-shift. I pray that you succeed."
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The streets were eerily quiet, except for the cricking of cockroaches, and squeaking of Mice. The only thing lighting the streets were the barely functioning streetlamps, this area wasn't that popular to begin with. The sun wasn't even up yet, since it was still winter.
Damien paid no mind to the cold, or the sounds, and just kept focusing on his phone. More specifically, the email that he got two days ago. He only focused on one word specifically,
Sex-animatronics.
This word alone kept bothering him to no end. This new restaurant would be a place so different from his previous one, and the fact that it was closer to a club whirled his mind with the new information.
He hadn't seen any pictures yet, except for what the restaurant looks like from the front, but from what he heard, the animatronics there didn't even seem like animatronics, they were so well-made that they looked like humans, and the sexual features... were apparently well advanced as well.
He heard all of this from Mr. Drew, of course. For whatever reason, this place was abandoned after it was open for a measly three days. But what shocked him the most was that parents even took their children there.
It baffled him, but apparently, the animatronics had a feature to cover their sexual parts. He still thought it was very weird, but decided to not think about it that much.
"Isabella's Funtime Club" That was the name of the so-called "Restaurant". Perhaps Mr. Drew tried not to make it so weird to Damien that he kept calling it a restaurant, despite the fact it was literally called a Club.
He wasn't sure why he had to work at an abandoned place, but the paycheck was even higher than before, so he didn't complain.
He mouthed the strange words again, "Sex-animatronics.... Isabella's Funtime Club... Sex with the animatronics is prohibited..."
It was just so bizarre, he thought. Thankfully, his house was nearby, so after a ten-minute walk, he finally reached his apartment.
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"Yawn... This should be it..." He muttered with a tired tone, his cellphone in hand. He compared the photo to the actual sign of the "Restaurant", and it seems the photo was quite old. Unlike the photo, where the sign was crystal clean, the sign was extremely dirty, with some of the words even missing. There was the face of the mascot, Isabella, smiling happily with a wink, despite the dirt on it. Just how long has this place been abandoned for?
He thought it was an insult compared to the old restaurant, and an insult to his aching feet as well. The closest bus-stop was an hour-long walk from here, which wouldn't have made his feet ache so much if he had a good-night sleep. Unfortunately, he didn't.
He thought he's going to need to get a cab from now on.
As he opened the door to the restaurant, he noticed that the inside was relatively cleaner than outside. Of course, not by much, but it was still a relief.
Still, the rusty doors and walls were a proof of how old this place was. After closing the door, the only thing he could hear was the faint drip-drip-drip of water. Not a good sign, he reckoned.
"Wow, it's even bigger inside. Just how big is this place?" With the whistle, Damien admired the place despite it being rotten. It was ridiculously larger than the previous restaurant, with the proof being the amount of rooms there were. This hallway alone probably had more area than his entire apartment room.
'Alright, first things first, Security Room.' He looked at the room closest to the exit. It was rather large, just like everything else in this place, there were windows to the room as well, and they were clean too, from the looks of it. Although he couldn't see inside due to the curtains from the inside the room. Though, the moment he slid the key in and opened the door, Instead of opening like a normal door, the door split in half and slid into a wall, like a sliding door. It was the first he has ever seen a door like this, so after checking it a bit, he carefully entered the room and turned on the lights.
'Not bad, not bad at all.' It seems Mr. Drew didn't completely neglect him, as the room was neatly cleaned, with the security footage seemingly brand new, and the computer was even better.
After checking the place more thoroughly and opening the curtains, Damien noticed some strange things on the wall. Specifically, the ones close to the doors to the security room. There were two buttons, one red, and one green for each of the two doors.
He guessed what their functions were, but still wanted to try them. As expected, the red one closes the door, while the green one opens it. Not exactly sure how that is useful, but he didn't think much of it.
After checking a few more doors, Damien finally reached the showroom. The lights on, since he already turned them on when he was in the security room. There, on the stage, stood two animatronics.
The left one, was an animatronic that was a humanoid in shape, with curvy top and bottoms, they weren't kidding when they said they were advanced. It seemed to based on a rabbit, as it had bunny ears, and its fur was white. Despite it being an animatronic, it didn't give off that vibe. It looked extremely realistic, as if it was an actual living being. She was more than a head taller than him, and she probably could crush him via sheer weight if she fell on him.
Her eyes were as blue as the ocean, and she had a huge grin on her face, along with a blush. Despite the fur, and the fact it was based on an animal, Damien couldn't help but gulp. Everything about her screamed sex, despite her breasts and bottom being covered, they were curvy to the point that even Damien was SLIGHTLY aroused by her.
From what he knows, this one is called "Lisa", to be honest he thought they would be called something like Bonnie, or any generic name, but apparently not.
Coughing, Damien averted his gaze and went to the next animatronic. This time, it seemed to be based on a fox, although its fur was also white. It had fox-like ears, eyes as red as cherry, and although its nose and mouth were similar to that of a fox, its actual mouth seems to be extremely small, as noted by the small line in the middle of her face, similar to lips. At least, that's what he initially thought, but it quickly proved wrong when he realized its mouth can stretch, similar to that of lips, and there were large, sharp fangs inside. Damien shuddered as he let go of her mouth.
Like the rabbit, this one also had large breasts and bottom, but her breasts were slightly larger. This one also had... claws? It was really unsettling, and he had no idea who would even want to have sex with that thing. Those claws alone would kill a boner, literally and metaphorically.
This one is called, "Ruby".
"Alright, that makes two, but... where the hell is the star of the show?" Lisa and Ruby are here and well, but Isabella is nowhere to be found on the stage. Perhaps she was in some storage room, he thought.
Deciding to check for her later, as the email specifically said the three animatronics will be there, Damien continues to check the animatronics. There were no holes in the knees, neither in the elbow, unlike the other animatronics from other restaurants. He was flabbergasted that someone could make something realistic, in this day and age where every other animatronic looked like nightmare fuel.
He also noticed there were cables attached to them from behind, to their back, and head. There has to be something about this in the guidebook, he ought to check it out later.
Still...
Damien slowly turns his eyes towards Lisa, more specifically, her chest. With an awkward cough, he moves towards her. Her top was covered only with a bib, although it covered more than enough to not let the children see what was underneath, and it was tied at the end, so it won't slip by accident or a child peeks from below by accident.
After unbuttoning it, Damien gulped once again. Very slowly, he took off the fabric, and low and behold, there it was.
It was surprisingly more arousing than he thought, with the breasts even having nipples on them.
"Quite realistic..."
He kept staring at her now-naked breasts, and slowly, very slowly, poked one of her nipples. He felt an unmistakable tightness in his pants.
"Very... realistic." He muttered, before mentally slapping himself to snap out of it. What if Mr. Drew suddenly came here? What kind of explaination can he give him? Besides, it's a damn robot, one error and poof, he's now a woman.
'First day here, and I already look I'm gonna be fired.' He glanced towards the camera, and sighed. 'Let's put this thing back on.' He put on the bib once more, and sighed for one last time.
However...
He felt something was off.
As if someone was staring at him.
He instinctively looked at Lisa's face. The animatronic, which always just looked straight ahead, now had both of its pupils staring at Damien, it's grin even wider.
