Part 3: Foxy
6:30am
Mike had a sensation of calm while driving; he had a good time at work and was now pondering on what to do before he crashed into bed. The roads were empty, with no other cars in sight; Mike was driving down the road at his pace. He knew these streets well, especially all the good places with extended hours.
Instead of driving home, Mike maneuvered his car into the parking lot of a small family diner on the outskirts of town. It wasn't a massive place, just a place where one could get an all-day breakfast. Parking up, Mike turned off the engine of his car and undid his seat belt. He opened the door and grunted as he pulled himself out of the car, grabbing his handy jacket from the passenger. Slamming the door shut and locking his ride, he slipped on his coat to hide his greasy uniform as he strolled into the diner.
The diner wasn't out of the ordinary; a simple set-up for a local eatery, it was his favorite place for after-work grub. He gave the cook a knowing nod as he went to sit at one of the tables. He rolled his shoulders as he got himself comfortable; the seats here were far respectable for his girthy manhood than the security chairs he sat in during shift.
Mike rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, feeling the build-up of grease and sweat; it was like he had been working out more now. Considering the intense things he's been through since working at Fazbear's delight, had he had been putting in a lot of effort. He rubbed his hands together to get rid of the build-up on his hand as the Middle-aged Waitress would step over to the table.
"What can I get for you, Mike?" The Waitress spoke out; it was more like a grumble as her voice croaked out.
"Just the usual." Mike gave a dismissive wave to the Waitress.
"Just the usual, again..." The old Waitress sighed, "That'll be nine sixty, as usual." Mike stuffs a hand into his pocket, tossing a ten-dollar note in front of her.
"It'll be with you shortly..." She grumbled as she walked behind the counter once more to click on the payment.
Mike laid back on the diner bench, sighing as he looked down at his crotch. Even under the trousers, the girth of his cock was visible; he had felt that it was thicker than before; he wondered what else that cupcake did to him.
The sound of the diner bell ringing caught Mike's attention as he looked up. He saw a man dressed tightly in a two-piece suit with matching sunglasses and tie; he gave the diner a long encumbering gaze around as if looking over a scene rather than looking to have a seat. It was then that his eyes locked contact with Mike's eyes. He blinked and glanced away, but it was too late; the man walked over to Mike with a persecuting leer.
He shifted a hand to his pocket as he approached Mike, pulling out a federal badge as he was standing next to Mike his face twisted with a sense of disgust at Mike's aroma, "Mister Mike Schmitt, Federal agent Samuel, do you have a moment to talk?"
Mike gave the federal agent a long look before stating clearly, "Officer, I invoke the fifth; if you wish to speak to me, let me get my lawyer." He locked eyes with Samuel as he said this. In this old job, he had to do this a few times for certain scandals.
Samuel gritted his teeth, turning and leaving the establishment, muttering under his breath a few curses. Mike watched with a raised eyebrow, wondering what that was about as the Waitress placed his full English breakfast in front of him.
"You're not in trouble again are you, Mike." The Waitress quipped at him, giving him his change.
"Nope, I've got a rather safe job."
"Is that so? Well, good luck with that." She left Mike to enjoy his breakfast.
Mike indulged in his meal, the heartiness without the hassle was a powerful thing for Mike as he wolfed it down quickly. Finishing the last gulp, he wiped his face as he stood up and walked out of the Diner slapping a couple of dollar notes on the side for the tip as he moves past the corner.
Getting to his car, he takes a good watchful look, noticing that the agent's car likely left now. So he checked his car for anything suspicious. After a minute of searching, he found a small device on the rim of his car. He plucked it out, "Mother fucker..." Rolled out of his lips as he saw it. He tossed the device before driving his car back the long way to his house before locking his doors and going to bed. He wanted to get to work tomorrow.
12:00am
Mike got into the establishment, slightly pissed off from the fiasco this morning; he opened the door to the restaurant with a hefty sigh of frustration. He didn't get much sleep before work; the sense that people were watching him had put him on a razor's edge. Who the fuck wanted to stalk him, the one labeled a creep.
Mike checked the bathroom where he show Chica her place on his shaft to see if anything was still there. There was nothing, the place was spotless as before, he grumbled as he tossed his jacket onto the chair before he flipped on all the switches and pressed the buttons once more to activate the security system. He placed the cupcake he slipped into his jacket the night before on the table, wondering when he should take a bite out of it.
Looking at the cupcake on the desk it was like looking at a forbidden fruit; while it did hit his digestive system at first, he couldn't deny how it empowered his vigorous girth. In his eyes, it made commercial Viagra look out of date. He had been tempted, but he decided to wait on it, for now, he didn't even know if he was going to get visited...
That was when the dreaded ringing of the phone would meet his ears. He breathed out as he sat down to listen to the message.
After a couple more rings, the voice of the phone guy would come out.
"Hello, Hello, hey you're doing great! Uh, most people don't last this long..."
Mike rolled if eyes at the sense of dread that this guy's voice was giving.
"I mean, you know, they usually move onto other things, I'm not implying that they died, that 's not what I meant."
Mike shook his head knowing full well that if it weren't for how well he fucked Bonnie and Chica and their built to amazonian perfection bodies, his ass would six feet under by now as well. Mike was surprisingly happy with this job despite how uncomfortable it is while not fucking the animatronics.
"Anyway, I better not take too much of your time, things are about to get real tonight, uh hey, listen I had an idea if you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed into a Freddy suit, uh, try playing dead. You know go limp, maybe they'll think you're an empty costume instead. Then again if they think you're an empty costume, they might try to stuff a metal skeleton into you, I wonder how that would work?"
Mike pushed the useless aside as he listened to it: it was annoying that the prerecorded message was so unprofessional, not even taking a retry to get it right.
"Yeah, never mind, scratch that, best just not to get caught, okay, see you on the flip side."
The message ended with that, the silence was music to his ears. He hummed gently as he decided to do what he enjoyed, strolling through porn and jacking off. He proceeded to pull down his pants and trousers, letting his meaty balls free from their confined space. He undid the belts he used to strap his girthy cock to his leg, noticing the hole he used to secure it was different.
Mike did a casual flip through of the cameras, he raised an eyebrow as he noticed that the pirate cove had been opened for him to look in, though no one was there currently. He shrugged, switching over to the stage to see if any of the animatronics had started to move. To which they hadn't.
He sighed, clicking the camera button to Pirate cove once as he noticed something.
2:00 am
Out of the curtain of the pirate cove, Mike's eyes were immediately hooking into the mesmerizing motions as a plump cherry red ass was twerking along canine tail swished and wagged as the ass moved like it was following a call of a mating ritual with her ass cheeks, the clapping of the thighs as the figuring was putting in work.
Mike looked over to the cupcake as he started to rub his cock to the sight of this one's behemoth of a dump truck. He licked his lips as she was curious as to who this was. He flipped over to the stage camera looking at the other sex dolls on the stage to which none of them were red or had an ass that rivaled the one on the pirate's cove.
He was amused by the new piece of ass he had encountered he flipped through his phone wondering who the other animatronic was. He grabbed his phone and did a quick google search on the establishment. Looking for the advertising for Fazbear's pizza, he surmised that this was likely the replacement for Foxy the pirate, the main animatronic of the Pirate's Cove.
He sighed, intrigued with his answer. He blinked as he switched over to the Pirate's Cove's camera once more to notice that she was gone. The Curtain had been pushed aside. Mike looked confused as she was gone. That was then that he heard the sound of heavy footsteps almost running towards the security room the sound of thick thunderous ass cheeks alerting Mike to their presence. Instinctively, Mike reached open slamming the button so that the door would be sealed quickly. The clapping of the ass cheeks would stop as the figure got to the door a series of slams would be heard coming from the doors.
"Oi, I know you're in there! Come out!" A sassy hot-headed female voice would come out with a snarl, Followed by a hefty boing sound and a thud, "Geez you're a stubborn one friend, I'll be in the Pirate's Cove waiting, I know you're watching." The figure of red would get up and start to walk away from the outline of her figure, barely coming into the light as she walked past, the clapping of her thick meaty ass cheeks announcing where she was walking.
Mike sighed with relief, checking the cameras to see if she had returned to the Pirate's Cove, to which after a brief moment of static she did appear to be after checking the camera. She was there again, the time she was in full view. Her ass was now in the light fully, it was a powerhouse for, more than made up for her decently sized chest her ass swayed and bounced as Foxy danced and twerked in front of the camera. It was like she was attempting to enrapture him with the jiggling and wobbling of her mountainous rear.
Mike hummed with interest as he started to jerk off slowly to the jaw-dropping ass shakes on the camera screen. He rubbed his pulsing meat, pressing against the thick head and foreskin as he enjoyed the show that fox was putting on for him. It was a wonderous spectacle from his perspective he could have spent the whole night watching her but, he knew had other things could be happening while he was jerking off, so he decided to a new plan.
The best defense was a preemptive offense, he nodded to him in thought as kicked his trousers off his legs with a flick. He had a good guess that the other animatronics wouldn't go to Pirate's Cove. He had an opportunity to break Foxy in without the others causing trouble for him. He looked over to the cupcake on the desk. He wasn't sure what it did but he was going to need the additional might for sure.
He picked up the cupcake, gulping the air slightly before stuffing the cupcake into his mouth. The flavor was passable to him as he chewed, the taste of vanilla and sugar rolled around his mouth as he eventually swallowed it all down. There was a pulse that went over his body he felt his muscle bulk out a bit straining at his messy shirt before his cock and balls began to throb, veins started to appear along the length as it thicken and grew slightly achieving a full erection.
Mike was down on his knees from the shock of the transformation, he twitched slightly as he got back to his knees with a struggled grunt, he left envigorated and uncontrollably horny. He left the Security room on his way to the security room, leaving the security room camera on to distract Foxy while he would make his approach.
4:00 am
Mike walked with a soft step, letting his balls sway in the wind as he approached the Pirate's Cove room; he was on the lookout for the other animatronics as he was making his way over. The slapping sound of his now stocked-up balls was quiet but noticeable. Getting closer to the Cove, he could hear the sounds of heavy bass nightclub dance music, he peered into see Foxy twerking her wobble mountains at the camera, having the time of her life her eyes looking at the camera as if she believes Mike was still watching her from the security room.
Mike licked his lips as he walked up the steps on the side up to the stage. The sound of the creaking steps was overshadowed by the heavy club music Foxy had playing the Cove. He strode over to the unknowing foxy, grabbing Foxy by her bushy. She yelped, swinging round to Mike in Surprising, "Friend? What are you, Ah!" She yelped again as Mike spanked her thick ass cheek!"
"That enough out of that thick ass of yours!" Mike growled as he pushed her down to the ground by applying pressure to her knees. From behind her, he laid his powerful augmented raging boner of a cock on her shoulder, "You're only needed for one thing right now..."
Foxy would stare at the cock as if it was a marvel, breathing in the powerful musk that emanated from it as she was so close to it. Its raw might made Foxy quiver, "You think that's going to break me? Ha! Ah! Mike yanked Foxy's tail crouching down to spank her once more. With another gasp of stimulation, Foxy was on her hands and knees.
Mike stepped around the red thick booty buccaneer with a predatory glare in his eyes; he had his throbbing monster cock in his hand, guiding it to her mouth, "Say ah!" As she was about to speak, he shoved his meat in, his body enraptured by the sudden stimulation. He kept a hold of her head as he plowed his cock deep into the red pirate's throat, pounding faster than a can crusher. Foxy glugged and gagged as his pulsing veiny cock filled her mouth and throat, her bushy red tail waggled and waved about frantically as she was taking in all of his meat up to the hilt.
Mike's motions only got more rapid and penetrating with each crave fulfilling stretching thrust of his throbbing home-wrecker, He held a good clasp on Foxy's shoulder while the other hand was tucked in her right ear, holding her in place as he used her throat to pleasure himself.
Foxy tried to say something but the thick meat that was shoved in her mouth made it impossible to respond as the thickness of his cock and the pleasure it was having was the only Mike let Foxy focus on as she looked down at her while thrusting his hips at her, slamming his dong as deep into her up to the hilt with most.
Mike's Breathing became harder as he was feeling pleasure flow over his body, it was almost a tingling sensation as he started to feel it start to overwhelm him, "Oh yeah, your throat is good as well, you're gonna..." He grunted hard as he pulled Foxy by the ear and with a hard thrust he tilted into her throat as the pleasure of his orgasm washed over him as he came hard. The breath of satisfaction rolled out of his mouth as he blew his first load of cum into Foxy. He slowly pulled out as he felt the pulse again. He held his head like the pulse was causing a headache.
He noticed at his need of lust was near sated just yet. He growled under his voice as he stepped around Foxy, who was gasping for air as her arms were shaking. Her tail wagged about as her ass cheek still quivered from the force of Mike's might thrusts.
"What are you doing, bit far for a first!" Foxy yelped again as Mike yanked her bushy tail once more, Rolling it through his fingers as he spanked her other ass cheek with a hefty smack, the power making the ass ripple like a tide of thickness.
"You've got no rack but thickness for days..." Mike chuckled as he guided his cock towards Foxy's pussy, pressing against the warm replicant slit of this coated throbbing monster.
"W-wait, slow down there Big Boy, let me ah!" She gasped with a shocking pleasure as Mike had unhesitantly rammed his meat into her slit, the un-gripped end of her tail swished about as her body quivered from the intruding girth that stretched her out, "It's too big..."
"Shut up Fox, you said you could take it!" Mike started to thrust with his hips, pounding Foxy's pussy in a passionate doggy style. He marveled at the rippling of the Foxy's dump truck thickness as it wobbled like jelly each time his crotch smacked into her juicy rear. Foxy's howls and moans of pleasure rolled out of her mouth as she let her top half lay on the floor while her thunder thighs and dripping pussy took the most of Mike's in-human lust empowered motions.
As Mike slammed his monstrously girthy cock into the stretched hole of Foxy's insides, he felt a quivering sensation course across his sweating body, the pleasure sunk deep into his nerves, striving him onward to experience a greater height of pleasure as he smashed his cock into Foxy live no other man could do.
After a few jackhammer-style thrusts, he started to feel the pressure bubble in his meaty balls, he yanked the tail once more, getting a yelp in between her gasps and howls of pleasure, he was so close, it was coming, surging to the surface within. He roared out with pleasure as he came deep in Foxy, gasping as he felt the cum rush out of his body like the opening of a dam. He twitched every couple of seconds, letting go of Foxy's bushy tail, his body coursing with the pleasure of release but he felt the cusp of the concoction within the cupcake still holding an effect.
Showtime
Even after filling Foxy up, his cock was still throbbing, hard as a rock as Foxy managed to crawl off of his thick meat with pop as the pulsing tip was pulled out. He then felt a warm rubbing feeling as he watched Foxy, coil her tail around his drooling meat.
"What a daring man you are Friend, you look like you could go for more..." She giggled as she guided his cock between her ass cheeks. The thickness almost engulfed his length as she propped herself, "My chest isn't the biggest, but my ass would never lose!"
Mike was in a state of hunger, a daze that was invading his meat only the squeezing of Foxy's ass cheeks around his cock pulled him out of his daze he hummed with pleasure as his cum droop over her ass as she rubbed her thick dump truck across the monstrous meat. He instinctively started to move his hips back and forth, humming with pleasure as he slid his meat through the space between the mountains.
Foxy's bushy tail swished about as she ground on Mike's cock with her power butt, she used her tail to coil around his throbbing balls, massage them with a few soft presses.
Mike's focus started to come back to him with each touch of stimulation he was experiencing from Foxy's Exotic tail and ass job combination. He bit his lip as he started to get his focus back. he blinked quickly before giving Foxy's ass cheeks a firm smack, getting a pleasure yelp from the fox as he groped her meaty mounds, forming more friction for his cock. "Getting bold aren't you?" he chuckled as he started to thrust more rapidly, humming as Foxy rolled his throbbing balls in the coil of her tail. It was a new feeling for him feeling his balls get a massage in such an intimate fashion.
He continued to grind his cock onto her thick red ass, enjoying the wet rubbings of his lubed-up cock all over the titanic ass cheeks. Pleasure rolled out of his mouth as the feeling coursed through his body once more. He felt as if the sensation were being ingrained into his mind as he was experiencing them.
He gritted his teeth as he slapped Foxy's ass once more, getting a soft chuckle of delight from the fox. She wiggled her asscheeks around her throbbing as if she was expecting him to burst soon as she glanced back to see the cock throbbing as it drooled cum onto her back.
"Your cock is throbbing so wildly, is what a real man looks like?" She bit her lip passionately as she looked into Mike's focused eyes.
"I'm more man than most women can handle..." Mike purred as he started to intensify his thrusts. his crotch clapping her ass cheeks as he rubbed his cock between the two delicious stacks of ass. His cock throbbed more and more until he felt the need for release flood his body. From his cock to his brain and then back again he grunted as ropes of thick cum rushed out of his cock. The spray splatted onto her back even reach her cheek with the power of Mike's orgasm and his monstrous cock.
Foxy hummed with pleasure licking the cum off her face as she started to stand up, "Well I think introductions are over... Now." She saw Mike quickly stand up, stepping towards Foxy as he grabbed Foxy by the wrist and shoulder, taking a few steps to pin her against the wall.
"Who said I was done fucking your brains out?" His cock was drooling still the tap was still dripping as he pulled her tail. He leaned in closer, "I'm only done when I say I'm done..." His merciless words were met up by a deep gulp.
"That's more like it." Mike chuckled as he rubbed his cock, guiding his Monstrous member into Foxy's only other unclaimed hole, pressing into her asshole with no sense of caution or wait as he thrust in.
Foxy's gasp of pleasure bounced off the wall as Mike's cock was impaled into her ass like a battering ram. Her breasts were pressed into the cold wall as her legs were forced to spread for Mike's penetrating entrance. Liquids and cum drooled out of her pussy as her asshole was spread wide by Mike's monstrous cock.
Mike felt the squeezing sensation of her inside flow through his cock, he hummed with pleasure as he started to move his hips, colliding his hips with Foxy's thunderous thighs with each hilting of his cock into her. Mike felt the strength in his body flow through with the adrenaline as he continued to thrust. He smacked her quake-making ass cheek, getting a soft set of gasps between his meat thrust his strong yanks on her bushy tail, and the hefty smack across her dump truck of an ass.
As the pleasure was building up his bucking and thrust became wilder as he pinned her to the wall with the sheer girth of his meat alone as it stretched her insides. He breathed in and out harder as he felt his cock throb harder and harder as he felt the flow of blood start to flow harder into his cock. He was starting to feel lightheaded as he felt the desperation build up inside, it was like his body was begging him to cum like his life depended on it.
He held Foxy tight as she was moaning and gasping in front of him, her hands gripping the wall as the tip of her tail was flailing about. She was getting close as was he.
"That's it, that's just a little bit more! Argh!" Mike roared out with pleasure as he hilted his monstrous meat inside of Foxy who yelp with orgasmic satisfaction as she felt his cum hard, she inside squeezed his cock as if milking this one last surge.
Mike's cock and balls throbbed intensely as he was rapidly drained of cum he felt the cupcake's effect wear off as heh orgasm flowed out of him.
Foxy placed a hand on her now swelling belly as her insides were still coiling around her around his cumming cock, her leg shaking as juices drooled from her pussy, "You're cumming so much it's getting too much..."
After Foxy's belly had bloated to the size of a large beach ball, she would start to gag, her belly rumbled as she started to rumble spewing out of her mouth all the excess cum that rushed into her belly and was pushed out from her mouth. After a few long seconds of vomiting cum and coughing that splattered cum all over the walls, Mike's Orgasm started to fade. His cock softened, letting Foxy collapse to the floor once more to be left quivering in a pool of Mike's release cum.
With a quick look around, he would hear the sound of the 6:00 am bell. Knowing he had to leave, he wiped his cock off with Foxy's tail before heading back to the security room.
6:00 am
Slogging his way back to the security room, he sighed with relief after dealing with Foxy none of his stuff was touched. As quick as he could, he got his cock strapped back onto his leg with the straps, slipping on his pants and trousers before swiping up his phone and jacket. He looks back at the security desk, noticing another cupcake on the side. It certainly wasn't there before, nor did he have to care. He signed himself out and was about to leave what was then when he heard a welcoming but bone-chilling southern accented voice whispered into his voice.
"Be ready for Tomorrow, Friend..."
Mike's head quickly snapped around to see who said that, though he did not notice anyone or anything. The chill came down his spine, so he quickly stepped out of the building to avoid any further encounters.
He was building up a cold sweat as if he had seen a ghost. He attempted to shrug off the chilling feeling he had in his gut; that was when he noticed an odd gentle standing next to his car.
Pissed off at the last guy in a suit that tried to get answers from him, he stormed up to his car and barked out, "Like a told the other guy, I invoke the fifth, go ask for my lawyer!"
The gentleman would laugh, "Kind sir I don't work for the feds..." He showed his business card, it was a fazbear entertainment card, "I'm your boss' overseer."
Mike flinched at that response, "Oh sorry I didn't realize, a guy yesterday pestered me for questions I invoke the fifth as I had nothing to say."
The man smiled, "Good, keep it that way, and you might be in a better position than you are now." He leered at Mike with his dark purple eyes, "Nothing you do leaves those four walls, understand..."
"Yes sir." Mike nodded as the man stepped away from the car, so he was allowed to get back in, opening the door, belting up and igniting the engine he started to drive out the car.
The man said nothing, he just grinned as Mike left, rubbing his fingers around a phone cord