Ladies' Week Out

[Sleeping Umbran 1732]

This is a one week rp that probably won't be done in one real life week. It's based off of Five Nights at Freddy's, specifically the fangame Five Nights In Anime. If you choose to be the male, you'll be the guard, since FNIA revolves around the guard being male. Unless you don't want to. All other characters are female, so apologies to the guys out there. We'll go through the typical 6-night system, and that'll be it.

I'll be playing Foxy, who in Millennium Wars is currently human, but for introduction's sake, we'll go back to "Extremely horny nocturnal sex robot."
The more people join to play the others animatronics, the less I have to act. So please, I only need 6 partners for this to fill every role. I'll be doinf three, but it'll mainly be survival. Or, you know, don't shut the door. See what happens~

 

[Sleeping Umbran 1732]

Freddy's Anime Convention - 11:30 pm

Well, I can't deny that it has been fun. A night guard, working here as a side job, really just needed the money. He's got it made in there. Unfortunately for him, so do we.

The poor lad has never worked here before and has no idea we aim to fuck him by shift's end. Well, as Foxy, I have to stay here Night One. But that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun of my own.
My personal favorites around here are Springbonnie, Goldie, and the Puppet. I can never have fun with my sister Mangle because she's just too shy. People always posed her and touched her and such. Always during works hours too, which made it worse. I was always the opposite. Typically, anyone that made into the curtains of my Cove doesn't leave for at least ten minutes. Although, it got me put out of order in the end. See, Mangle was put out of order for her shyness. Eventually she just wouldn't come out of her curtain. She would stay in her Cove, too scared of getting pegged and prodded. I, on the other hand, was put out of order for electrocuting a customer. It wasn't pretty. Although, I learned that day how strange fried semen tastes. Never tried it again though, and I don't aim to. Now, it's getting close to midnight, so let's check in on everyone before I need to stay here for the night.

Foxy exits the Cove, and walks through the rows of dining tables to the stage. Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica are all there, waiting for the power to go out.
"So ladies, what's the plan this time? Same as always?" Foxy says, her tone indicating she knows the answer already.
Freddy scoffs. "Of course it's the same. We have programming that prevents us from changing that."
Chica and Bonnie are too wrapped
up in conversation to acknowledge Foxy's presence.
Foxy backs up from the stage, hands up in a 'Hol'up' gester. "Oi, now hold your horses there. I might be a loose cannon, but knowing your plan is important."
Freddy laughs, that light, giggly laugh echoing like an innocent gesture from a lover. "Why? So you can help us?"
Foxy sarcastically claps her good hand against her wrist. "Good guess, but no. It's so I can avoid your plan and take this guard for myself."
Freddy puts her hand to her forehead. "Of course... Why am I even complaining, it's not like I do anything tonight anyway. I have to wait till Night 3, which is bullshit."
"Exactly. I get a head start."

The deep hum, combined with a quickly slowing whirr and the lights going out indicates that the power has gone out. That means we're on generator power and the shift has started. Foxy leaves the others and goes back to her cove, running to dodge camera view. She sits on the stage floor, and lays down.
"You know what? I think I'll just take a nap. I don't need sleep, but whatever."

(Next one please start by waking me up before customers arrive as your chosen character. If you choose guard, you can go home, go to sleep, and start night two. If you chose an animatronic, aka female character, stick around and go through the day shift, normal business hours stuff. I realize this will be odd, I just need to figure out how to do this stuff like this. Bear with, it's probably gonna be a little shit, but just remember that I'm a little shit, so even Steven.)

 

[Sleeping Umbran 1732]

12:00 am. Night 1.

(This is now going to be a writing. I'll finish this out.)

The Guard is sitting the the office chair, the wheels creaking as he rolls to the desk and grabs the camera tablet.
The Guard's hair is a crisp blonde, his eyes matching it. His constant smirk compliments his small, yet pointed chin. Yet that smirk fades as he notices Bonnie on the move.

"So they ARE alive. Just like the other versions. But why make them like this? The other establishments are pizzaria chains for children. This is NOT for children."

A clattering mettallic sound echos from the vent at his feet. He rolls back as the vent opens, and a tall yellow rabbit climbs out, wearing a purple one-piece and knee high leather boots to match. Her large D's bounce and wiggle around with her movements. Her ears perk up as she lays eyes on him.
"You must be the new nightguard. Say, I believe I recognize your voice, but there's really only one way for me to find out if I'm looking at THE Prosperity Lightinger. My name is SpringBonnie, by the way."
She crouches down next to him, revealing egregy amounts of cleavage.
"Well, if I know you, then I'll be very happy to see you. But before we get to seggs and bacie, (Play on wakie wakie eggs and bacie) I think I know exactly how to solve your conundrum." He flips his golden hair to one side.

"Go on."

"If I am who you think I am, and you're who I think YOU are, then I would know something not one else does. Your name is Skylar."
Her ears shoot up at the name, and she bounces around like a kid on Christmas.
"Darling, it IS you, oh I missed you so much!" She wraps him up in a hug, squishing his face between her breasts.
Pross falls backwards out of the chair and into the floor, pinning him under 4,000 pounds of steel and silicone.
"Sk-...Sky..." Pross manages to croak.
"Oh, sorry Pross, I forgot you need to breathe." She sits up, putting all that weight on his nuts.
"HA- ow..." He moans.
"I can't fix that. I'm horny. And I've really missed you. Could you Lend a gal a hand? Or two?"

 

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Pross follows Springbonnie through the vent, and into her room. The room is tinted green, the walls mildewed and rotted. However, the mattress on the floor is perfectly clean. Suspiciously clean even, considering the massive pile of assorted novelties, like body pillows, dildos, a single purple vibrator (Still wet by the by,) various outfits and books, and other various clothings.

Pross does some leg streches, and tries to catch up before he fucks his former lover. "So, watcha been readin' lately?"

"Oh! I've gotten into ecchi recently!" She runs over to the pile of miscellaneous goodies and picks out a manga. "Would you like to read it?" She excitedly asks.
Pross glances over at the novel. Noting its water damage on the front and back cover, which has oh-so conveniently formed in the shape of a hand gripping the edges on both, Pross replies with a foul look. "I think I'll pass on that."

"Aw, okay... Are you ready?"

"No one could ever be ready for your beauty." He smirks as if that's the best possible compliment. "Aw, darling~"
Springy blushes at the kind words and abruptly takes off her one piece. "Then I guess you won't mind if I cut to the chase." She struts towards Pross, pushing him to the wall. He gets a visible boner as she places her beautiful golden D's around his neck. "I miss times like these." She says this as if this situation happened before. "My fair lady, it sounds to me like you've been in that suit so long you've forgotten that you used to be human. And as I recall, I was that humans Daddy." Pross rolls along the wall, and knocks Springy over onto the thick mattress. He lays on top of her, placing his neck back between her tits again. Looking up at her, eyes full of passion, he speaks.

"Am I still your Daddy?"

"Let's see..." Springy leans up, and reaches around him, pulling his pants down, taking the underwear with it. "As I recall, I couldn't handle your cock as a human. I wonder how deep this suit goes..." Springy teases him, toying with his cock. It twitches a bit. "Ooo, someone's in a good mood today." Pross pushes her back onto the mattress. "Let's see who's Daddy." Pross slowly inserts his dick into Springy, exciting her at first, then annoying her. "Just stick it in, I'm a big girl."

"Eh- okay!"

He goes balls deep, ten inches of pure pleasure going so deep, the average human would scream. Springy moans in delight, happy that she can take it all now. "That good?" He teasingly asks. "Go baby, show me what I've missed for so long!"
He proceeds to thrust at a slow, but acceptable speed, drawing moans from size alone. "Ahhhh, yes... Mmmm, just like I remember~"

To be continued...

 

[Sleeping Umbran 1732]

5:30 am. The two have finished, (erotica is no fun this way) and now lay on the mattress. Pross is on top of Springy, on his back this time, though still wedged between her tits.

"Sky?"

"Yes, darling?"

"I just thought of something. When I had that suit commissioned, it didn't come with feelings, or anything like that. It was just meant to be something I could hide you away in. How did you enjoy that? You shouldn't be able to even feel that..." Pross stares at the ceiling, pondering.
"Darling, it seems Mairusu didn't tell you everything. I was programmed with more than just sentience. We all were. All of us here can eat, taste, feel, and emote just like a normal human. Sex is just as normal. We do it simply because we have this... Insatiable hunger for sex at night. It's like we just come alive at night, ready to bounce the hours away. We just get extremely horny at night. And it's only when the power goes out, too. It's strange..." Springy stares up at the ceiling as well, contemplating the possibilities of what that could mean. Pross yawns, and wraps his arms around Springy's breasts, putting his hands behind his head. "I wonder if the power has something to do with it. Maybe I can fix it."

Springy laughs. "I think the others would appreciate that. Wait- oh, the others..." She realizes that she took Pross into her room, which means they never even saw him. He leans his head back to look at Springy. "What, are you talking about the other ones? Would they fuck me too?"

"Absolutely."

"Huh... Well, honestly, I don't think I want to go home. I know I have a job to do, and a very important one at that. The Omniverse won't run itself. But I really just want to stay here, now that I know where you ended up." He smiles, and Springy smiles back, blushing. Somehow.
"Darling, you're so sweet. I truly applaud your kind offer, but you need to get back to the castle. They'll be running around like fools without you." Springy playfully scrunches up Pross' cheeks with her tits, making him blush. "You're so cute~" Of course, she's only teasing. He is cute, he just prefers 'handsome'. "Aaaah, they'll be fine. As long as Mark, Jack, and Felix stay on their shit, we'll be fine."

"Ya know, if you want something done right-"

"You should just do it yourself, yeah I know. I just miss you. You'd understand if you knew what it's like to watch all the women you love die, because you'll never grow old. I'll never get to grow old with someone. Ever. I'll never get the satisfaction of dying beside my loved one, because it's always the other way around. That's part of being immortal. You have to watch as everyone dies around you." He looks back up at the ceiling, tearing up a bit. He never cries, mind you. The only time anyone saw him shed a tear was at his father's funeral. And he was still young then. "Darling, don't cry. You're right, I'll never truly understand that. But... Seeing you cry makes me want to cry, so can we be a little happier for Mommy?" He chuckles. "Heheh, and here I thought I was the Daddy, heh." She smiles, and lays her arms across his chest. Pross grips her wrists, holding on tight, like a child holding his mother's hand to cross the street.

"This is what I miss, Sky."

"I miss this too, darling."

*ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!*

6 am.


Shift completed!
Go enjoy some time at home!

 

[Sleeping Umbran 1732]

Night 2

"Can't believe I'm actually enjoying this job," Pross says, grabbing his chair and pulling it to the office desk. "Usually these places are deadly, but they don't actually seem to be dangerous." He plugs the tablet into its charger port, then sits down in the chair, spinning around in it for a bit. Springy clatters her way down the vent, pops open the door, and sits up. She doesn't get out of the vent though; she instead squeezes her tits through the vent opening, and plops them onto the floor, crossing her arms on top of them, chin resting on them. "Darling, you've still got at least an hour before your shift starts. Why don't you get to know them as they usually act, instead of the horny sex robots we become." Pross chuckles. "I think that's probably the wisest you've said to me. Look at little Cutey here, giving Daddy advice." Springy blushes. "I'm proud of ya." He rolls the chair towards her, and give her head-pats, tenderly stroking one ear. He lightly kisses her forehead, and gets up. "I think I will go pay a short visit. Why not?"

Pross wanders to the main stage, where Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica are gathered. Freddy spots him, and watches him approach the stage, gauging his movements. He reaches the front of the stage, and it comes up to his ribs, putting the animatronics far higher than him. Freddy gazes down at him past her tits. "Well hello there. You must be the new guy. Say, what's your name?"

"You can call me Lightinger, for now."

"Ooo, fancy. I like that name. It suits your appearance quite well." Pross tugs his suit jacket a bit, flashing his shiny gold attire. "Why thank you. You don't wanna know much this costs." Freddy gives her iconic laugh. "I can only imagine, hahaha." Pross checks his watch, then looks back to Freddy as he heads for Pirate's Cove. "When can I expect to get my hands on you?" Freddy giggles suggestively. "Tommorow, dear~" Pross stops to turn around fully. "You mean when my shift starts or the night after this one? Cuz tomorrow is technically in... 45 minutes." Freddy's eyebrows drop as she glares at him. "Really? Oh, dear me... Go on, visit the others while you have time." She places her mic between her breasts and sits on the stage floor, leaned back on her arms.

 

[Sleeping Umbran 1732]

Never had I seen such regal beauty.

When I first saw Pross, he shined with such beauty, it's indescribable. He's just so sexy! He wasn't a hulk of a man, but he was muscle toned just enough to be fun. And his hair, oh that luscious hair, flowing like liquid gold! His eyes too, gold like his jacket. That pristine leather, oh he looked like a treasure only the Lochness would dare guard, waiting for whatever lucky sailor happened to find him. And I, an undeserving commoner, completely unaware I was in the presence of the highest royalty in the realms. Yet he entered my cove with such regal light, it illuminated my metal heart. I wanted to claim him as my own treasure right there on the spot. Little did I know I would marry this man, and do much more with him than I could have imagined. To this day, I look back on that moment and think, "What would've happened had I not met him? Where would we all be..."

It's petrifying.

"Hey, I'm the current night guard here. The name's Prosperity, it's a pleasure." He held out his perfectly tanned arm, waiting for a handshake. I swiftly stood to my feet and graced him with my touch, shaking his hand. "The name's Foxy, though with my infamy around here I was certain someone would've warned you about me." I gave him a smirk, circling him and examining his physique. I felt my tail speed up as he patted my head. "Why should I fear such elegance? Your looks indicate anything and everything but a threat." His prideful smirk reminded me of Fredbear. That woman was always a bit cocky. "W-why thank you, young lad. Ye be a kind soul. You'll hafta fergive me words, I get a bit more in character when I'm... Excited." He chuckles at this, and says something that really got me turned on-

"In all my years, I've never fucked a pirate. You could be fun."

"I... Thank you, laddie. Yer more gentle than the ocean breeze." I thought to myself; "God I could not have been more cringy just then!" But he laughs, as if he already knew that. Then he turns to leave. I hurried to catch him, hooking his collar and turning him around. In his hand, he held a golden knife, glowing with a similar light. He put it away as he saw it was me. "What?" I blushed, which no one can make me do, and asked if I could show him around. He agreed, and I took him over to the prize corner, where Charlotte and my sister Mangle like to stay. Charlotte is still in her box; she doesn't come out much. Mangle is in her cove with the curtains closed. Probably hiding. Like I said, she's shy. I point to the box, a light indigo box with pink ribbons, like a child's typical christmas gift. Though it's not actually ribbons, and it's lid is on a hinge. "That's the Puppet, but most of us call her Charlotte. There's a reason for that, but it's not my place to explain that. She might be asleep." He walks to the box, feeling it's felt exterior. "Can I visit?" He raises his hand to knock on the box.

"Knock if you wish."