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- >Tonight was bad. Real fuckin' bad.
- >It had started off fine, better than most nights actually. None of the usual bots had activated.
- >You made it to 2am without a single sighting of any of the Toy trio, Balloon Boy or the old bots.
- >Just had to wind the music box, and keep an ear out for any noises. Easy.
- >Until 3am that is.
- >*CLUNK CLunk clunk*
- >The telltale sound of something metal clattering around in the right vent echoed through the cramped office.
- >Sighing, you flick through the cameras, looking for the culprit.
- >Music box still wound, Toy bots still on stage, old bots still... old.
- >Balloon Boy still being creepy in the play area.
- >*ZZzzzt*
- >You hurriedly lower the monitor and train your flashlight on the vent, not wanting to chance the light switch.
- >The white face of the Mangle stares back at you, eye twitching slightly as it slowly opens and closes its jaw.
- >Calmly keeping your eyes locked on the spaghetti-bot, you try to think ahead.
- >Think, Jeremy, think! How do you get rid of the Mangle?
- >You don't, that's the answer. That was the one thing you had learned.
- >If the Mangle enters the office, you just have to keep staring and hope it hits 6am before something else jumps you.
- >And... it's only just hit 4am. Shit.
- >The Mangle was still staring, second head now joining the first in staring deep into your soul.
- >Then the flashlight turns off.
- >You panic, pulling open the drawer and ripping the battery compartment open.
- >Change the batteries at the speed of 50 sanics.
- >But the Mangle is already gone when you aim it back at the vent.
- >Panic creeps up your spine, and you listen carefully.
- >*Clang...Tzzt...Clang..."
- >You can hear Mangle, but you can't see Mangle.
- >The sounds are echoing around the roomy office, making it almost impossible to get a fix on their direction.
- >Maybe...
- >"*TzztT* J-Jeremy-ZZt*"
- >Too late. You try to leap forward out of the chair, but metal tentacles wrap themselves tightly around you.
- >You are bound to the chair.
- >The Mangle's face appears from behind the chair, a metallic grin fixated on her face.
- >"_-TZt- B-bad J-J-Jeremy!*Zzt* Trying to EZZcape?"
- >"Ezzcape! Ezzcape!" said the second head, parroting the Mangle's speech.
- >"Nnnow... Whatz shall we doZzzt with you?"
- >You start to open your mouth to scream, but a tentacle wraps around your face, acting as a gag.
- "MmMPH!"
- >Something pulls at your zip.
- >"My..M-Mm-my! Zzzt*W-What do we Zzt have here?"
- >"Zzzomething tasty?" said the second head, eye fixated on your crotch.
- >A single hand on the end of a tentacle reachs into your open zip, pulling out your member.
- >"Holdzing back on uzzz, Jeremy?"
- >"He izzz!"
- >Welp, you're fucked. Literally. And this was actually starting to feel good.
- >The Mangle was pumping it's hand up and down your shaft, grinning at you as it did.
- >You can't resist it, growing harder under it's touch.
- >"My turnzzt!"
- >The second head leans in, mouth opening slightly. A long metallic tongue flicks out, wrapping around your cock.
- >It's slightly warm, despite being metal.
- >It slowly starts to slide up and down, tasting you with each movement.
- >"Don'tzt* Keep it ztall to yourself!"
- >Withdrawing it's tongue, the other head moved away, grinning at you.
- >"Itzt time!"
- >Something slid down in front of you. Cylindrical in shape, attached to a thick metal tentacle.
- >"Curiousz?"
- >Sensing your confusion, the cylinder moves up to your face.
- >It's pink and fleshy, almost like... like...
- >A fleshlight.
- >"Ding ding!"
- >And then it slides onto your cock in one smooth motion, taking the whole thing in.
- >Mangle moans into your ear, a throaty metallic sound. The second head seems pretty into it as well.
- >"Been a longzt time*Zzt!"
- >"Too long!*zzt"
- >It's warm and wet, constricting around your length in just the right way, softly pulsing...
- >Shit, this is too good.
- >Slowly, the Mangle begins pumping it's, vagina? Sex module?, Up and down your whole length.
- >The soft velvet walls constrict as it pulls you in, a fair amount of lubricant drooling into your lap.
- >"*ZzZT* I-It's ToO GoOD!" "YeeSSZZZ!"
- >It speeds up, moving up and down at a frightening pace, lube squishing as it pistons itself down on you.
- >You feel the familiar tightening at the base of your penis. You can't..
- >"ClozE? *ZZT*" "DO ITzzt!"
- >You go over the edge.
- >The Mangle forces it's pussy module down as far as it can, tightening around you.
- >You pulse inside it, dick shooting out ribbons of cum as you unload a weeks worth of tension.
- >"Yesszzss...*ZzzT*
- >Fuck. You just got raped by a robot mascot.
- >It was good though, you had to admit.
- >Still panting, the Mangle slid itself off of you, turning it's pussy upside down.
- >"Don't WAnTz to WasTe any of thisz!"
- >"Yepzt!"
- >The tentacles slip away from your body, freeing you.
- >Before you can register your freedom, the Mangle slithers off through the vent, module still held up.
- >What the fuck, man.
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