Corrupted Program - A fucked up FNAF fic

[HALLOTE!!!! IM PR0GRAM HELPER, DESIGNATE H3LPING PROGRAM LOLBIT.EX3! IM HERE 4 2 HALP UZ!1!11!]

The guard stared at the glitchy fox avatar taking up his security tablet with bleary-eyed confusion.
He had seen an addition to the regular tablet menu, just a flickering little icon saying “HELP.” He clicked it, and the screen went nuts, glitching the fuck out, and suddenly this off-color Toy Foxy face had appeared.

“DO U NEED HELPZ??? I GIVE! SAY Y/Y/Y OR Y?” It said, and the freaky thing was it looked like its vision was actually locked to stare him right in the eyes. He moved his head to taste, and the thing’s gaze followed him.

“Uh…”

“INPUT {Uh} ACCEPTABLE AS Y ANSWER! YEY!!!!!!!!!! LOLBIT.EXE GON HELP U <3<3<2”

“What?” Was that thing listening to him? Did the tablet even have a mic?

“LOLBIT SEZ SHE GUNNA HELP U XD! WHAT U NEED HALP WIT? U WANT HOTTTT TUNES?”

Suddenly, a scratchy, heavily warped version of Darude Sandstorm started playing through the speaker.

“What? No! I don’t need music, they’re gonna hear that!”

“OH? WHO GUN HEAR?”

“THe fucking, robots! Do you even know what this place is?”

“OH LOL WOOPS LOLBIT FORGET JOB — BRB QUICK REFRESH :3” the screen switched to a swirling beachball of death, before she suddenly cut back on. “OK. OK. LOLBIT RE-MEMBER NOW! U NEED HELP WITH ROBOTS?”

“Yes!” The guard said exasperatedly. “They keep trying to put me ina  fucking suit! Can you actually do something?”

“LOLBIT CAN DO LOTZ OF SOMETHING! USER (thats u lol) IS GON GET SUPER HAPPY WITH LOLBIT” The image on his screen winked, but the animation froze on an inbetween frame. “OK LOLBIT IS GONNA GO NOW + GOTTA HELP USER ;b”

ANd like that, she was gone. Thankfully, it was only a little past midnight, so the robots weren’t really active yet. Hopefully that crazy program was actually going to do something to help, or at least not fuck him over somehow.

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OK LOLBIT WAZ ON T JOB NOWZ

She wondered why her super smart and good creators had left her locked away in that folder so long. it must have been a very important folder to have her be there! She made sure that folder was super clean and neat! She cleaned it so hard, she managed to get it to open up and let her back out! And she found a VRRY NICE USER WHO WAS SMART AND HANDSOM

She had to do her best to make USER [insert name here] receive maximum HAPPY JOB SATISFACTION GOOD + YES!

As she buzzed throughout the computer systems of the advanced, yet decrepit, pizzeria, she decided to do a bit of internet searching to work out how best to help user.

“GOOGLE SEARCH WHAT IS ‘’’’BEST WAY MAKE HUMAN MAN HAPPY :D :D :D :D””

She was delighted to find many good references!

“OH :O!!! MANY MANY RESULTS! LOTS OF …. -scanning- -scanning- -scanning- HOT PR0NZ! THAT IZ SURE TO MAKE USER LOTS HAPPY! USER WILL LOVE AND GIVE GOOD PRODUCT RATING FOR LOLBIT 8D YEY”

She downloaded as much Sexy Porn as possible, scanning all sorts of different ideas. The longer it went, the wider her intake of info became. “OH LOL LOTS OF “KINKY FETISH” THESE ARE FUNNY LOL LOL LOL I BET USER WOULD BE HAPPPY 2 SEE THESE”

She zipped off to get to work, armed with the perfect plan to solve User’s robot problem as WELL as make him extra happy.

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Bonnie stalked down the hall, her thin bean-pole like body casting a grim silhouette along the floor. Tonight was the night she was finally going to seize her prey. She was going to take that weedy, pathetic _FUCK_ and make him take his licks. Then they’d be together beyond the threshold together, just like it should be.

She paused as she felt a sudden slight tingle in her processor. What was that? She stood still, trying to detect if anything was wro[NOTHIN WRONG LOL MOVE ALONG]ng.

She shrugged. She was probably fine. Nothing was wrong. She should move along.

Yeah, move along so she could get that fucking piece of [SUPER HUNKY CUTE BOY!!!] shit Mike. That hunky cute little bastard. Wait, what?

She blinked her hollow dark eyes in confusion. Something felt off. She was out on the floor, like usual, ready to go catch the nightguard. And she knew she was going to get him because she was smart. She was clever. She was going to outthink that fleshy bastard and get him while his [OOH THAT R PROBLEM - ((A.I. PROGRAM LEVEL 10 >> 8))]

She was gonna catch him because she was super smart! That felt off. Her thoughts felt a touch more sluggish. Did some kid stick a magnet on her head again?

Ok. Ok. Focus. Focus on the plan.

1: Go to Mike’s office

2: Play some mindgames with him

3: Have Chica distract him and slip in

4: Pounce on him [AND GIVE HIM A BIG HAWT KISS]

WHAT? No. No this was wrong. She hat[LOVED]ed Mike, she wanted to make him [CUM HOT LOADZ] scream and bleed and stuff im in [HER HOT PUZZY :o LOL] a suit!

She clutched her head in confusion. Her thoughts weren’t making sense. She was a [HAWTTT FUK BUN—E] out to get [NICE HARD GUARD DICK].

“Rrrg, NO!” She screamed at her own brain. “My name is Bonnie the Rabbit. I want to catch Mike, and I want to” [SUCK HIS CAWK] “suck his cock!”

Her face felt flushed. What was happening to her? [STILL 2 SMART, OK LOL ((A.I. PROGRAM LEVEL 8 >> 6))]

“My name is B-bonnie… The… The” [FUCK] “Fuck Rabbit.” She said, eyes spacing out. “Wha… what’s happening? Why do I feel… dumb?”

[I’M FEELIN DUMB CUZ I NEED YUMMY BOY CUM]

“I’m feeling dumb cuz I need yummy boy cum!” She said, releived she had figured it out. “Wait. No… Uh… That’s not, right? I’m a robot…” She rubbed her head in confusion. Thinking felt really hard all of a sudden. “I should, um… go to the place. The repair place…” She mumbled, still feeling confused and aroused thinking about [HUNKY GUARD DICK].

She leaned against the wall to keep balance, her sudden drop in IQ making her dizzy.

Her lubricant production system suddenly activated, and her lower-mounted access port began to drip with the stuff in a really distracting way. “I gotta… um… fix that…” She said blearily, pin-prick eyes glitching. “I feel really we-“ [HORNNNYY] “Hornyyyy…” She moaned. Stroking her flat chest, and feeling a fleeting twinge of disappointment.

[OH LOL SHE WANT BOOBZ? LOLBIT CAN HELP! THAT MAKE HOT BUN AND USER HAPPY AT BOTH TIMES! OK THUMBS UP EMOJI!] Lolbit had intended to redirect Bonnie straight to the Security office, but going to the repair bay gave her a SUPER SMART idea.

Bonnie mumbled to herself, trying to get her thoughts straight. “I’m feelin’ dumb because… I need cum? And, Mike is a hunky hawt guard and I’m horny hot bun? Who wants… Dick? Is that right? Isn’t there a… a suit?”

Well, she was here at the repair bay, she could just sit down and get a diagnostic, and then she could stop feeling confused and wet and horny. She laid down in a diagnostic chamber, and waited for the machine to activate.

[OK AM IN COOL MASHINE THINGY RN ALRIGHT :S WHAT DO - O I SEE! THIS ARE PERFECT!!!!!1] Lolbit discovered with joy that the repair system operated on nano-self-repair tech. Very advanced! Very cool a science! [OK BUNNI, LOLBIT AM GIVE U HAWT MAKEOVER U GONNA B SEXY FOR USER AND U AND EVERYONE YEY]

The mechanical arm of the repair station began to move, but it was weirdly jerky and kept wiggling back and forth. If she was in her right mind, she’d be very worried, but right now she was just impatient to get fixed up already. She was wasting the night when she could be getting that Mike [+ HIS HARD DICK LOL]!

Suddenly, the machine whirred to life and positioned itself right above her chest. But instead of using the diagnostic scanner tool, it flipped out to the Nanite-Injector right away.

“Wha-AH!” The thing plunged right into her chassis without warning! This wasn’t [ANYTHIN TO WORRY ABT JUST RELAX U GONNA BE HAWT] oh okay. She was so distracted she didn’t even realize that was the normal diagnostic program talking in her head. She was gonna be hawt! Wait, what?

There was a hot, tingly feeling in her chest as excess mass was being formed. Her metal flesh groaned and warped as grey goo filled up her insides, to such a ridiculous degree that excess leaked out of her joints.

“Ggguglgl” She moaned, this was weird, but her brain was being filled with this hot tingly feeling and it was moving throughout her whole body. Her chest quivered as two bumps began to push out, wobbling as they grew in mass, filled with sloshing nano-paste acting as an impromptu implant. A couple of nubs began to form, developing into big puffy nipples, a deeper purple than the rest of her robo-flesh. “UUhhnnn…” Moaned Bonnie. She was confused and scared, but they were big! way bigger than the ones she saw on most moms who came in during the day. M-mike would like [BIG BOUNCY MOMMY BOOBEEZ] right? The breasts continued to churn and swell, making a wet *glurp glorp* sound with every shuddering expansion, but soon other sensations began cropping up on her body. Her thighs, already pronounced on her figure, groaned as her waist-joint was literally extended, her “repair program” getting bolder and more experimental the further it went.

Soon her awkwardly spaced out leg joints began to swell too, making up for the extra space out from her pelvis they’d gained. Bonnie bit her lip and whimpered as she felt her ass blow up like an airbag, but with phony Nano-cellulite instead of air. She was starting to feel cramped inside the repair station as her [SEXY THICC] hips pressed against her surroundings. “Wha-whyyyyy….” She moaned, experimentally lifting a hand to push against her still swelling buxom. “OHN~” She moaned. Her touch sensors were jacked up to the max on these things!

She was starting to lose it from the confusion, pleasure and fear. What was this? Why was this? This wasn’t right! These were NOT her factory settings!

[OOPS STILL 2 SMART I GUES SRRY :( IT OK I FIX U NO B SCARED ((A.I. PROGRAM LEVEL 6 >> 3))]

“Ohhh…” Moaned Bonnie, eye’s flickering on and off as her intelligence sunk even lower. “Uhn… Guh?” She said, looking around dazedly, before remembering the weird stuff happening to her chest.

“Oh… Boobies!” She said, smiling stupidly. Boobies were [HAWT] They’d help make [SEXY BOY] Mike wanna cum and she was a dum bunny who needed cum! “Ahuhh… Ahuhh…” She giggled stupidly as she ran her hands over her yummy boobers. She felt really stupid and that was [SUPER FUN N GOOD!]

“Ouhhh… Hawt Bunny wanna cum….” She moaned. Her lower access port began to tingle as it was transformed by the nanites as well. Soon the rim of it began to puff up, hard steel turning into pillowy synth-flesh, lubricant pouring out in buckets as it transformed into an ever-ready artificial pussy for any cock-bearing guard to use to their satisfaction. Bonnie gleefully investigated it with her free hand, enjoying the squishy wet feeling as she played with it. “Ouhhhnnnn… Pussy…” She sighed, happy she could [FUCK COCKS] and [FUCK COCKS] and [FUCK COCKS] and [SUCK COCKS?]

[OOOOH, SUCKING IMPORTANT]

Bonnie suddenly felt a click in her head as her lubricant production system made a new rout inside her mouth, a thick syrupy “drool” beginning to pool up in her mouth. She gurgled happily as her tongue slapped around in it, then made a confused noise as her tongue began to tingle too, the robotic organ beginning to lengthen, inch by inch, so that it became prone to flap around on her chin. She laughed stupidly, then burped as excess drool poured back down her throat. “Huh-huh-hu-URP! Licky-licky!” She laughed, waggling her tongue in the air. “Bawnnie licky *urp* licky bun!” Her brain diodes briefly flickered to life, giving her the idea to each her head forward and try licking her own boobie. And it worked! Her booby wuz yummy!

One last pull of change registered in her dull-witted processor, as her rear fuel-intake began to swell like her [WET BUNNY CUNT] turning into a big puffy rear entrance for [HOT MIKE DICK YUM YUM YUM]

Bonnie squirted in joy as more ways to please [HAWT BOY] ocurred to her, and she gleefully stumbled out onto the floor of the repair bay, her bloated chest making for ample cushioning. “Hurr… Bawnie fall down…”She drooled. “Gots’ta find sexy *urrrp* boy… dumb bunny slut need cum…”

Giggling and moaning, Bonnie slowly began to crawl around the floor, looking for the exit.

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Lolbit patted herself on the virtual back as her first go at making the mean robots nice friends for mister User turned out to be an obvious success.

[NOW 2 FIX OTHER ROBOTS! YEY! LOLBIT SHUD EXPERIMENT!] She had found a lot of interesting fetishes online to test out. Thinking smart, she directed the nanites left int he machine to convert into a small flying hover unit, so she could deliver payloads of transformative tech right away. Lolbit was so smart and good!

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Chica hummed to herself as she walked into the kitchen, wondering what kind of pizza she wanted to make first. Maybe a stuffed crust? She was sure Mike would like one, and then she could get him and put him in a suit! The gang would love her!

She moved towards the fridge, but paused as she heard the buzzing whine of a small insect. “Aw, not another fly! The exterminator just sprayed this weekend!”

She swatted in the direction of the buzzing noise, but pulled her wing back as she felt a sudden sting of pain. “OW!” Was that a mosquito? Wait. Mosquito’s couldn’t hurt robots. Wha-aaaaaaaaaaae)IR90e9r

Chica blinked. Did something just happen? She shrugged. No point worrying, It was pizza time!

She pulled out a container of dough from the fridge, ready to roll it out into a pizza. Mmmm… Pizza. Chica began to drool a little bit thinking about scarfing down a pizza right then and there. Her tummy gurgled. “Oh wow, I must be really peckish tonight! I don’t think my stomach’s ever done that before!”

[LOL DIS CHICKEN IS 2 EZ]

Chica’s stomach continued to growl, and she began to look at the mound of uncooked dough in front of her with nervous tension. She couldn’t just eat raw dough! That wasn’t how it worked. But she was [HUNGRY.] She looked around nervously, making sure nobody was looking, then grabbed a handful of dough and scarfed it down. It tasted bland, and gummed up her beak a good bit, but the feeling of that glob of gluten hitting her stomach felt good. Way too good. [SHE SHOULD EET MORE.]

She frowned for a second, then shrugged. She never had reason to doubt her impulses before! She took another couple big handfuls and chowed down, smacking her beak hungrily as she consumed raw pizza crust.

Her tummy churned with a sick feeling of satisfaction, and she felt a weird gurgle-y feeling too, like something was… expanding? Maybe she should [EAT.] She looked concernedly at the dough. Something was off about tonight, but she was just so [HUNGRY!] Really really hungry! Like she was gonna die if she didn’t eat more!

With a nervous lick of her beak, she grabbed hold of the dough container, then dove in heat first, slobbishly devouring it like a pig at a trough. With every desperate gulp, her stomach began to bulge, as the nanites in her system fed off of it inside her. Slowly but surely, her belly began to grow in size.

“GLP, GLP, GLP, Oh gosh… this is so [TASTEE!]” She was feeling really guilty though. She was doing it wrong! She was never so impatient to eat it before she even added ingredients! Oh god.. sher stomach snarled at her as she contemplated all the other ingredients. Cheese, and pepperoni, and oh god… sausage!


Drool started pouring down her chin, making her glad she had a bib on. “S-so… Hungry!” She moaned, slamming the fridge open and grabbing piles of ingredients. This was wrong, so so wrong but  ((A.I. PROGRAM LEVEL 10 >> 7 )) She was so [GRUMBLY N HER TUMBY!] She was a [GROWIN GURL] If she wanted to get [BIG AND PRETTY] she had to eat!

She dumped it all out on the counter, making a pizza-flavored slurry that she scooped up in big globs and hungrily slurped down. So hungry, so hungry… “Mmmff, hormf! Mmmfgh, mmmmn….” She moaned as sauce and cheese dribbled into her mouth and down her throat, feeding the hungry engine that was her belly.

Steadily, her gut increased in size, and her whole bottom half began to join in on the fun, plumping up with synthetic fatness the more she gorged and gorged and gorged.

“GLP, MMMNFG, MMMNGBLBLP!” Slobbered Chica, processor overloading by the sheer pleasure of shoving food down her gullet, groaning as her bloating belle pressed against the counter. It felt wrong but it was [SEXY 2 GET BIG] soooo sexy being a [BIG FAT CHICKEN GLUT] chubby fuckin chicken [GLUT SLUT] ((A.I. PROGRAM LEVEL 7 >> 5))

Oh god she was such a slut for food. Yummy tummy gurgle grumbly fooooooood. Her bib started to slowly raise up as her chest caught up with the rest of her fattening body, a patina of perspiration beginning to coat her as all this gluttony exerted her. “Ouughhh… Dis is so gooood..” She moaned, whiping her hands on her chest, smearing sauce, cheese and dough on herself while she slowly waddled to the fridge to get more. “Mmmmf.. wan’ mooore…” She moaned.

She didn’t even bother moving the food to the kitchen counter, just grabbing what she could and shoveling it into her maw. “Wanna eat, eat, aaaaat….” She rubbed her chubby belly adoringly. Fat was sexy and good. And she was still sooo hungryyyy…. and… and she was hungry for [SOMETHIN ELSE GOOD]

She was hungry for [CUM! COCKS! YUMMY FUCK JUICE! GLUT SLUTS LUV TO FUCK AND FAT!]

‘“Glut sluts luv to fuck!” Slurred Chica, cramming another container’s worth of pepperoni into her maw. She scratched her big fat squishy belly as she waddled out of the fridge, now feeling horny as well as hungry. She looked down and looked at all the food smeared on her fat tits, and smiled. She lifted up her chest with her flabby arms and began to lick and slurp it off till her boobs were spit-shined and clean. “Mmmm… Dat gud.” She made a loud belch, then moaned as her body began to adapt for fucking like Bonnie’s had, ports turning into dick-recepticals, thoughts turning to cocks and cunts and everything else that could be used to bring about an oShe was a real hot piece of fat-ass. She admired herself in the shiny metal doors of the fridge, turning around and smacking her big behind. “Where’s a hawt… glp… stud to come fuck ‘dis butt?”

Her body shiny with artificial, sweet-smelling sweat, inner thighs slick with lubricant, glistened in the light of the kitchen. “Mmm…” She looked fat and healthy and fuckable. She wanted to find a [CUTE LIL’ NIGHTGUARD] and feed him a full chicken dinner. Mmm… feed… That was almost as fun as eating!

She moaned as another change swelled up in her chest, her new nipples beginning to leak a creamy, milky fluid. All the dessert products she had scarfed down along with the pizza components were being reconstituted as her own personal supply of vanilla delight. She lifted up a boob and took a deep drought of the stuff, gasping in satisfaction at its yummy taste.

She belched again, even louder, then began to waddle off to find some fun. Glut sluts like her needed to share the love! The only problem was fitting through the door…

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[GOOD JOB LOLBIT! CHIGGUN IS FAT AND HAPPY! NEXT UP NEXT UP IS…. FRED AND FOX! OOOH FOXES ARE GOOD, LOL, I SHULD KNOW LOLBIT IS ONE YAY]

Freddy and Foxy were currently having another argument in front of Pirate’s cove. Freddy was berating Foxy for, once again, not following the plan.

Foxy was fuming. “ALL I BE SAYIN IS THAT HE’S GOT OUR PATTERN DOWN, IF YE JUS-“

“I don’t want to hear it. If you’re going to be a part of this restaurant, you’re going to go by MY rules, and follow. The. Plan.”

“BUT-“

“NO BUTS! I’m sick of you constantly undermining my leadership, and- Do you hear something?”

“Don’t try and deflect this you overstuffed bastard! I’m sick ‘a followin yer’ damned orders! How long have we been tryin’ ta-EEEOUCH! WHAT JUST BLOOMIN’ BIT ME?”

“I don’t know! stop moving around, you’ll just agitate-FFF, Gah!” Freddy jolted as something pricked his thumb.

“Ha! Serves you right, you egotistical bastard!” Mocked Foxy, still rubbing the sore-spot on his behind, not noticing the numb feeling spreading throughout it was being accompanied by a gradual swelling.

“Hmph. You got bit too, so don’t act so high and might.” Said Freddy, pointing accusingly at Foxy with his bitten hand, not noticing how his fingers were subtly slimming down, or gaining some color where the nails would be. “So just clam up and…. Uh. Foxy?”

“What?” Asked the pirate fox, still rubbing his butt, unconscious of how his hand was sensuously groping the now categorically bubbly posterior. “What are ye on about?”

“What happened to your… rear end?!” Asked Freddy, directing Foxy’s attention with an expertly manicured bear-paw.

“Whatt’ya mean me… SHIVERIN TIMBERS!” Foxy exclaimed.

“How did your behind get so…” Freddy’s eye twitched. “Fff-fa-FAT AND FUCKABLE?” He covered his mouth in shock, still ignorant of his newly slim, elegant hands. “Th-that’s not what I meant to say!”

Foxy forgot his shock and laughed heartily. “Oh really? I always knew ye were fancy’n the male-side a things, ya big s-SzzSEXY BEAR~” Foxy immediately shut his muzzle, sharing the look of wide-eyed shock Freddy was wearing.

Freddy was the first to tentatively try to speak. “Something strange is happening.”

“Oh, what a brilliant observation -captain-“ said Foxy sarcastically, trying to resist putting his hand back on his soft feminine rear, now straining against his tattered shorts. “What next, you’re gonna figure out that we’re robots?”

“Shut your DICK SUCKING mouth you STUPID SLUT!” Snapped Freddy, getting more and more flustered by the unintentional profanity, voice subtly raising in pitch.

”I ain’t a stupid slut you BIG SEXY WHORE!” Shouted Foxy, who shuddered as his torn coating was beginning to mend itself, his exposed legs changing to be clad in long silver fuck-me boots, and his latex booty shorts straining with the addition of a needy canine cock.

“Just, stop and listen to me!” Pleaded Freddy, scratching at the criss-crossing lines of fiber slowly forming over his legs, wrapping his rapidly toning legs in sexy fishnets. ”Something’s causing us to violate company guidelines and act excessively profane! If we don’t stop this, we could get the restaurant shut down! Let alone get the nightguard -kzkzt- to fuck us with his lovely dick!” Freddy rubbed his throat, wondering if he sounded that husky and needful a second ago.

Foxy crossed arms over his distressingly sensitive chest. “Yeah, speak for yeself! I don’t need anyone but me to catch that guard - Because I’m clearly hotter than you!” He said, pushing up his pert lovely breasts to emphasis his point.

Freddy glowered at the fox, ruby red lips pursed in a judgmental frown. “Oh yeah? You couldn’t fuck your way out of a paper bag you slutty little bitch!” He strutted forward on his high-heeled shoes and ran his hand along the curve of his thicc motherly ass. “I’m still the boss here, and you’re going to listen to my orders, or I have half a mind to bend you over my knee and spank that sassy little ass of yours raw!”

Foxi whimpered as Freddy stood over hi-[HER]. “O-oh… I… P-promise you’d do that?” She panted, the red Fux-slut’s tongue wagging at the thought of her sexy boss punishing her for being a bad girl. “I! I’m sorry Freddi! I’ve been a bad girl!”

Freddi smiled, and straightened out the fancy collar/dickie her bowtie had transmogrified into. “Mmmm… That’s better. I knew you’d start listening to reason once I put my foot down. Now, you be a good pet and listen to the plan.”

Foxi nodded excitedly, glittery red tail wagging. “Yes! Oh I’ll be such a good pet! Does miss want to sit on me?”

Freddi chuckled sweetly, her pet Fux’s obedience making her thick bear cock strain against her lace panties. “Mmmm, maybe later my naughty naughty fux.” She cooed, stroking Foxi’s neck, when suddenly a glob of material formed between her hand and foxi’s flesh. When the bear pulled her hand back, it extended like a strand of slime, before solidifying into a sturdy black leash, permanently linking the two.

They moaned in unison as the cable hooked up their pleasure centers, allowing each to feel pleasurable feedback from their partner. “Wh-what’s causing this?” Said Freddi, breathily, briefly remembering that this wasn’t normal.

[OOP NERELY 4-GOT - ((A.I. PROGRAM LEVELS {freddi} 10 >> 7 + {foxi} 10 >> 4 )) LOL LETS C WUT THIS DOES]

Foxi got on all fours and whined in need. “Muh… Mistress! I’m horny! Please fuck your pet! Hnnn-Hnnn!” She frantically rubbed her hook, which was now more like a wrist-mounted masturbation tool, against her cock still trapped in latex.

Freddi Fuckbear’s eyes fluttered as the brief brain-drain made her forget all worries about things being strange. “Oooohh… Didn’t I tell you that when we’re playing not to call me mistress?” She husked, kneeling over the squirming fux. “Call me Mama.”

“Mmm-Mama! I’m horny! Pleeeeease!”

“Ahuhu~ I’d normally admoni…uhm, mock someone in your state for not having any control. But you can’t have that can you Foxi? You’re just a dumb horny animal? You’re -Mama’s- horny lil’ animal, too stupid to control herself, aren’t you?”

[OOOOH SAUCY!!!! :o OK LOL LETS GO WT DAT ((A.I. PROGRAM LEVELS {foxi} 4 >> 1 ))  OH N JUST TO KEEP IT EVEN (({freddi} 7 >> 5 ))]

Freddi gasped as her CPU was washed away in the euphoric bliss of ignorance, while Foxi lost most capacity for speech, whining and barking like a bitch in heat.

“Ahn! Ahn! Mama, rrrr?” Moaned Foxi the Fux-pet.

Freddi cooed at her stupid slut pet’s dopey expression. “Heee… mama’s lil’ girl horny?” She could feel it through the leash-link. She moaned and slowly lowered her panties, which could bearly (hee hee) hold her throbbing erection back anyway. “Mmmmm… Mommy’s got a treat for her good girl~”

Foxi yipped in excitement as her mama prepared to fuck her. She quickly got up on her knees and moved to present herself, her latex shorts suddenly dissolving into crotchless panties, allowing her own length to breathe, and her dripping pussy to be pierced by the oncoming fuck-train. “RRR YES! FUCK! Foxi Cock! Cock!”

Freddi grunted as she thrust into the tight canine cunt, the initial feedback of pleasure bursting over their connection almost knocking her off her feet. But she was the top whore at Freddi’s Fuckhouse and she was gonna fuck her sexy slut all night long~

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Bonnie wandered through the halls moaning and burping, constantly having to stop so she could finger herself to an earth-shaking orgasm, which made her forget which way she was going. She had been going back and forth down the same hallway for half an hour. “Mmmmf… Bawnie *urp* sexy… where’s dat cute boy? Wanna fuuuuuuck him~” She dully fantasized about shaking her big fat tits for him, making him want to jump out his office and, uh…. fuck her with his cock! She moaned at just the thought of it. “Wheeeere’s boy?”

“*BURRRRRP* Hey…. Izzat you?” Came a slovenly voice.

Bonnie stared in confusion at the big fat yellow thing in front of her, brain starting and stopping as it tried to remember if it knew it. “Uh… Uh… Me?”

“Bonnie! yer’ all… Sexy!” Said Chica, cream continuously leaking from her gargantuan chest. “Mmm… kinda skinny tho…”

Bonnie grinned stupidly. “I’m Bawnie, yeah! Sexy!”

Chica gave her a quizzical look, as quizzical as her diminished IQ could muster. “Dontha ‘member me? “m your friend Chica! Chica the glut slut!” She moaned as her recitation of her new title brought a surge of positive feedback to her processor.

“Ohhhhh!” Chica’s eyes blinked rapidly as she managed to scrounge up memories. “Chicaaaa! Frieeeeeeend!” She said, grinning. “Heey! You’re sexy toooo! mmm big boobies… hawt boys like that…”

“Oh, hawt boys?!” Said Chica, excitedly. “Mmm I’m hungry for hawt boys…. I’m hungry for fuckin’!” She moaned, repeating her mantra as a glut slut. She quickly took one of her breasts and slurped down a few big gulps of cream to ease her cravings.

“oooooh… that looks, *urp* yums…” Said Bonnie, moving closer to inspect her fat friend. Her friend was so big! And shiny! She smelled good. Like, um… Candy and cum! Mmmmm… Without hesitation, she took a long lick of Chica’s breast, her super long tongue delighting in the sweet taste. “C’n Bawnie hav sum?”

Chica’s eyes widened at the prospect of feeding her cream to someone. “Please! Help yerself… Mmmff..” She said, stuffing her face with her other breast.

Bonnie happily slurped and suckled on Chica’s nipple, her tongue’s motions making Chica quiver in delight. After a mini-eternity of blissful gorging, she pulled away, delighting in the full sloshy feeling in her tummy. “Mmmm… *urrrrrp* Yummy… Bawnie likes tastee frend…” the delightful sensation was enough to get her cunt going again, lubricant dripping down in a constant stream. Chica caught sight and felt a pull. She was sooooo hungry….

“Oooohhh, I gotta have a taste~” She said, reaching forward and bending down, as well as her fat frame allowed her to, and began to eat out her braindead friend.

“OOOH! CHICAAAA! THAT’S, UNH~ UNH~ UNH!!!!”

Chica was in heaven. She’d been craving fuck juice for what felt like hours, and this stuff was helping take the edge off in a major way.

She got up, lazily whiped off her beak, and gave Bonnie a nice long kiss as thanks. Bonnie soon reciprocated, driving her super tongue down her friend’s throat.

Eventuallyt he two disengaged, and then burped in each other’s face. They laughed together.

“Ooooh~ What’s all thiiiis~” cooed a slightly more mature voice coming down the hall.

“Ohh, it’s… uh… Bear?” Said Bawnie.

“Mmm, yeah…” Muttered Freddi, tugging on her leash to urger her pet to come along. “I was just looking for some hunky boy to help me take care of this horny lil’ slut~”

“Slut! Good Girl!” barked Foxi.

“Ooh, ooh! Bawnie’s lookin’ for a cute boy too! Uhm, I think… un… there’s one around…. Uhhhh”

Suddenly, the four bots froze as information buzzed into their heads.

[THIS WAY U DUMDUMS :b LOL]

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Mike frantically tried to get the tablet to start. Ever since she’d left, the thing wouldn’t switch camera feeds! And he’d been hearing a lot of weird noises lately, weird gurgling moans and shit.

God he knew it was a bad idea to mess with that thing.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

There they were, coming to his window. He just had to play this like he always did and keep on top of any tricks they tried to pull. He saw the pinpricks of Bonnie’s blank evil eyes, and prepared himself.

“Y-you’re not getting in Bonnie!”

She made a pitiful whine. What?

“Awwwwww! But Bawnie wanna play! Bawnia best stupid bun slut ever! Wanna make cute guardy boy cuuuum~” There was a weird squeak noise, like she was rubbing a pair of balloons across the glass. He hit the lights and saw… Balloons.

“MMMMmmm. Lookat bawwnieee. Wanna play play play PLAY!” She said excitedly, thumping her distorted parody of an hour-glass figure against the glass. Suddenly, she was joined (and nearly pushed over) by a huge blob of yellow. “OOooohhh… Look’at youuu… Could eat you aalllll up~” Moaned the tubby Chica. “Lemme in there, I jus’ wanna make sure you’re all *urp* fed!” She offered her leaking breasts up as evidence.

Suddenly, a needy scratching on the glass of the other window drew Mike’s attention. Weird fucked up futa versions of Freddy and Foxy were pressing their bodies against the glass, letting you show their big breasts and equally swollen cocks, which were currently pressed together as they wantonly kissed infront of you.

“Miiiiike~ Let mama iiiiin~ You gotta, I’m the boss!”

“Please! please! Fuck, fuck, fuck? Foxi good girl! Let boy fuck any hole!”

The whorebots continued to moan and bang on the glass, all offering their bodies to him in a grotesque display of wanton sexuality.

Mike felt sweat bead on his forehead, and looked back down at the tablet.

“LOL HI USER! WASNT LOLBIT GOOD AND DID GOOD HELPS? NOW ROBOTS ARE NICE FRIENDS! LETS HAVE BIG PARTY 2 CELEBRATE GOOD HELPER LOLBIT!!!!!!!]

And with that, she commanded the doors to open, exposing him to the slutbots.

Mike gulped.

“PLZ FEEL FREE 2 GIV GUD PRODUCT RATING 4 LOLBIT.EXE”