Chapter 1 - The Serial Killer Meets Someone Actually Fearsome

Vanny muttered quiet curses to herself as she kneeled behind the hulking green animatronic. Even as she stood behind it and worked to remove a metal plate from his back, Monty's enormous frame towered her smaller albeit curvier frame. All of which were wrapped up in her bunny costume.

"Damn mechanics, coming in here and nearly ruin everything." Vanny whispers as she pries the metal plate off Monty's back, exposing his mechanical endoskeleton and various gadgets and gizmos stuffed into him. With a sigh, Vanny turned back to the small toolbox she had bought in with her and grabbed a flashlight. "Let's see what they've done to you." Vanny thinks as she looks inside the animatronic.

Throughout the past few weeks, new mechanics sent by Fazbear Entertainment had taken each member of the main cast of animatronics into the back room and 'modifying' them somehow. Anytime Vanny had tried to get close or figure out what was going on, she was always told it was above her pay grade.

As the day to enact her master's plan rapidly approached, Vanny couldn't risk all the work she had put into gaining control over the robots. And so, after all the animatronics were all modified, Vanny made her move to figure out what changes had been done to them and hopefully reverse anything those mechanics had done.

But as Vanny peered inside Monty's frame, nothing really stood out to her. Besides refurbishing pieces of his animatronic skeleton, for the most part, Vanny couldn't notice anything out of the ordinary. 

Vanny could've gotten a better look at the alligator animatronic if she wasn't wearing her bunny outfit. But deep down, Vanny knew that if she let her guard down for even a second and Monty came back online while she didn't have her costume on, she'd have a lot more to deal with than just a pink slip and a fine for damages. So it'd be best if she kept the suit and, in turn, the device keeping her invisible to the animatronics. For the staff of the pizza plex, Monty was known to have a notoriously bad temper and showed no hesitation in harming staff members when he was in a particularly bad mood.

But while her costume remained on, that didn't stop her from trying to get a better look inside the hyper-aggressive animatronic gator. Leaning closer, Vanny peered deeper inside and continued to see nothing out of the ordinary. But just as she was about to back away, she noticed a strange panel at the base of Monty's endoskeleton spine. Thanks to her costume, it took her a minute to look closer at it as she peered down at it the best she could. 

Reaching inside, Vanny opens the panel, revealing a simple two-button setup with one button having a small picture of a sun and the other one having a small picture of a moon. Was this supposed to be something similar to Sunrise and Moondrop? "Oh god, those two are already more than enough to deal with as is." Vanny mutters to herself, remembering all the hassle she had to put up with when it came to dealing with those two.

Taking her head out of Monty's back, Vanny looked back at the window out to rockstar row to see if anyone was watching. It was way past closing hours, so the only ones who would be out at this point would be the other animatronics and the security bots, but other than that, Vanny was entirely alone.  

"Hmmm..." Vanny ponders to herself before turning back to Monty. "Might as well." The bunny suit-clad woman mutters under her breath as she sticks her head back inside Monty and reaches down towards the panel. "If things get out of hand, I'll just sneak out of here and wait for him to run out of power." Vanny thinks as she reaches down and presses the button with the moon on it. 

Stepping back, Vanny watches as the metal plate in Monty's back slowly slides back into place before he begins to violently shutter in place, which didn't seem good. "Oh, don't tell me I broke it." Vanny groans, already hearing the sound of her boss yelling at her for completely frying one of the main animatronics. But just as suddenly as he began to shake, Monty's large frame suddenly stops, followed by the sound of a beep, leaving Vanny feeling a sense of disappointment and relief. While she was happy she didn't end up breaking Monty, a part of her hoped that she unlocked some sort of secret murder mode.

"Whelp, that was disappointing." Vanny says as she dusts herself off. "Alright, let's get you back in your charging station." Vanny says as she goes to walk behind Monty so that she can put him in stasis for the night. But just as she was about to touch him, Monty violently turned towards her, making her jump and fall back on her butt, which caused the sound of a subtle yet more than noticeable crack to echo throughout the room.

"Oh, shoot..." Vanny curses, her eyes going wide as she realizes that the small device built into her bunny suit that made her completely invisible to animatronics had just broken in her fall. But before she can try and do something to remedy the situation, her attention is suddenly turned back towards Monty as his body begins to shutter again.

Suddenly a deep and seductive voice booms through the speakers in Monty's room. "Ladies, it's time for the private show you've been waiting for all night. Put your hands together for... MONTY!~" The automated voice says, confusing Vanny even more as she watches on in horror as Monty begins to come to life.

"Private show?! What the hell does that mean?!" Vanny slowly backs away in fear as Monty begins to loom over her. But her question is soon answered as Vanny notices a very large bulge begin to form in Monty's speedo as Monty himself begins to change. The large metal plates adorning his body slowly turn into what looks like actual scales you would see on an alligator while still carrying a cartoonish look. 

"Now, who's the lucky lady.~" Monty says, his robotic southern voice sounding much more seductive as he tilts his star glasses down, allowing his eyes slowly fall down towards Vanny, who continues to cower in fear before him. "Oh, so your one of THOSE freaks, aren't ya?~" Monty asks as he leans down towards Vanny, a new sort of musk now emanating off him as he reaches out and pinches at Vanny's makeshift bunny suit. "Always wantin' to get into character when Monty has his fun with ya, hmm?~" Monty questions, raising a curious eyebrow at the soon to be fucked serial killer. "Makes sense. I always did take you for the freaky type under all that illusiveness." Monty chuckles.

Vanny would've usually been offended. Her suit was something that she spent so much time trying to craft so that she could serve her master more elegantly, only for it to be insulted by some stupid robot. It was an outrage, but as she leaned away from Monty, she knew trying to fight him would've been one of the worst things she could've done in this situation.

But seeing as how staying here wouldn't yield any better results, especially as she continued to see the thing in the alligator's speedo grow even larger, Vanny had to try something to get out of there. "N-Now, hold on a minute, Monty. I'm the security guard here, and I have little to no intention of doing whatever you expect me to do with that thi- EEP!" Vanny tries to intimidate Monty, only for the latter of the two to seize her by her costume's bunny ears and pull her close. 

"So you got yourself a little sass, huh? 'Ms. Vanessa?' Gotta say, though, with a body like that, your not all that intimidating to ol' Monty here." Monty comments as he looks up and down Vanny's tightly costumed form, causing Vanny's already red face to burn even hotter. "But I wouldn't worry about that. I'll be teachin' ya some discipline soon enough." Monty growls huskily before letting out a huff of air through his nose, directly into Vanny's face. The natural smell that was supposed to be an animatronic nearly made Vanny choke as she squirmed in his grip, causing the robot gator to chuckle.

"How about some music to get ourselves started." Monty comments, backing away as he turns towards a small panel on the wall and walks towards it, still dragging Vanny along by her costumed ears.

Vanny couldn't believe this was actually happening! After all the hard work she's put into gaining control over these animatronics, and now she's being manhandled by one of them like some sort of doll!? "Listen to me, Monty, You better let me go, RIGHT NOW, or else you'll be in BIG trou-"

"Here we go..." Monty talks over her as he selects a song. The song he chose was like any other beat you'd hear at a strip club, hard yet at a slow enough tempo to allow Monty to move to the rhythm of the music. But while he was getting himself acquainted with the music, with enough effort, Vanny manages to slip her ears out from Monty's grip, then, thinking fast, quickly makes a mad dash towards the door.

"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" Vanny thinks to herself, the door just about in her grasp as she reaches out to open it. 

But just as Vanny's hand is on the button to open the door, she feels a steel grip latch itself around her ankle and begin to pull her back. "Now, where'd you think YOU'RE going, Missy?" Monty comments before throwing her onto the couch on the other side of the room. But before Vanny could try to make another run for it, Monty puts his large metal frame between her and the door. "Y'know it's rude to leave a show before it's even started.~" Monty says, still wearing an almost seductive-looking smile as he looks down at her.

"L-Listen, you brainless piece of scrap metal! You better let me go, o-or else I'm gonna have your endo skeleton s-scrapped and replaced!" Vanny tries to threaten, using the same type of threat that would always get the other animatronics in line. Although as the words left her mouth, she knew she didn't sound as threatening as she wanted.

"You might get somewhere with a line like that with a cuddle bear-like Freddy, but I, on the other hand," Monty leans closer towards Vanny. "You ain't gettin' any mercy from me, Missy. Now get ready for the show of a lifetime.~" Monty says huskily before suddenly turning his back towards Vanny, allowing her to get a perfect view of his muscled back and his thick, plump rear as the tempo of the music begins to pick up, which coincides as Vanny starts to realize she might actually have to go through this entire 'private show.' 

"M-Mon-"

"Shhhhhhhh..." Monty hushes her as he begins rocking his hips to the music, almost as if he was trying to pull off some sort of lap dance. But unlike getting a dance from an actual human being at a strip club, Vanny was forced to sit through Monty, thrusting his ass back and grinding it up against her crotch. With each thrust back from his hips pushing her deeper and deeper into the couch, Vanny found herself trapped on, the sensation of which sent butterflies of erotic pleasure coursing through her stomach.

"C'mon, Rockstar, get yourself a handful.~" Monty chuckles as he begins to shake his ass up and down in front of Vanny, confusing her if only for a moment before she realizes what he's trying to do. With the newfound muscles suddenly adorning his metal body, Monty begins to furiously twerk against Vanny's crotch, doing more things for the supposed terrifying serial killer than she would've ever admitted. 

But given the situation, Vanny was far from willing to actually reach out and grab a handful of Monty's chunky ass. In fact, Vanny continued trying to get away, but the weight of Monty's large and muscled rear pressing against her kept her firmly on the couch. However, the lack of attention to his ass causes a low chuckle to escape the gator's mouth before saying, "Awww. Feelin' shy? Here, how about you get yourself a closer look.~" Before stepping back further and raising his ass to where it was level with Vanny's face.

"W-WAIT, MONTY, NO- MRMRMRPLM!!!" Vanny tries to stop, but it is too late as Monty's spandex-covered rear is forcefully shoved against her face. Putting her senses in a situation where they are assaulted with the same erotic, almost sweaty musk that continued to have no place coming off an animatronic. Nevertheless, she struggled to breathe against the scent as Monty pressed her face firmly between his thick, plump ass cheeks.

The gator in question continued to twerk his ass against her face, allowing the entirety of Vanny's costumed features to get a taste of his ass. A sinister smile even grows across his face as he slows down his twerking and resorts to purely grinding his covered butt against Vanny's face. All the while, Vanny continued to struggle so that she could free herself.  

"Yeaaahh, keep strugglin', just like that!~" Monty jokes playfully while letting out an almost pleasured groan that rumbles out of his maw before he begins grinding his ass even harder up against Vanny's face; forcing Vanny's face closer to his bulge. The dizzying musk and intensity of his grinding nearly takes Vanny down for the count, feeling herself growing weaker and increasingly lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. At the same time, Monty continued to rub his ass against her face. 

But just as Vanny's vision began to dim and blacken, Monty mercifully backs away, if only by a few inches, before suddenly turning around towards Vanny, his bulge now fit to burst in his speedo. Before Vanny can even catch her breath, Monty quickly presses her face against his bulge. "Hmmm, not a fan of the show so far? That's fine. I'll give you somethin' you've been cravin' alllll night.~" Monty comments while looking directly down at Vanny, who looks back at him, her eyes filled with more hate than they have ever carried before. However, her rage combines with the feelings of desperate helplessness as she watches on in fear as Monty begins to pull down his speedo.

"Wait, Monty!" Vanny tries to say before any other words die in her throat as Monty pulls down his speedo, revealing his 13-and-a-half-inch dark green cock, sporting a neon orange head and a pair of dark green balls hanging underneath. Despite now having finally come out of his speedo, a long gooey string of pre-cum already oozed from the tip, splattering against Vanny's face before Monty used it to wap it across her cheeks. Causing a new wave of musk to assault Vanny's senses as she inhales a scent that smells like a mixture between sweat and cum. 

And even though Vanny didn't have all that much experience with penises, as the animatronic's cock pressed against her costumed facial features, she couldn't deny how real and natural it felt. Especially as she watched in a mix of horror and fascination as a drop of gooey-looking pre-cum oozed out of the tip of his dick and smeared across the side of her face. 

"Heh, heh, like it? All new upgrade for little old me.~ Speaking of which, how about you get yourself a lil' taste?~" Monty growls while grabbing Vanny's ears and pushing her face against his cock even harder, forcing her to take in every last bit of it as he watches in pure sweet satisfaction. Monty didn't know why Ms. Vanessa activated his nighttime performance mode if she would act all reluctant or even why she was wearing some sort of furry costume. In any case, Monty didn't mind in the least if it meant he got to have a little bit of fun. 

"M-Monty! G-Get your thing off my face already!" Vanny demands angrily, trying to flex her authority over the animatronic while he continues to batter the sides of her face with his cock. She knew she should hate every aspect of this, but against her well-founded wishes, she couldn't help but feel buds of pleasure begin to make their way down towards her more sensitive areas. 

But like always, Monty seemingly ignores her words before he decides to switch gears at the last minute and presses the head of his cock against Vanny's costumed mouth, which just so happened to be made into an open-mouth smile. A decision that, in hindsight, felt like she should've thought out more as she feels Monty's warm gooey pre begin to leak through the fabric of the mask and press up against her face. Vanny could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end as she felt Monty's pre smear across her lips. The idea that her lips now acted as the only barrier between Monty's pre-cum and her mouth was nearly as horrifying as the sight of the head of Monty's cock straining the mouth part of her costume.

"M-M-MONTY WAI-GRLMMM!!!" Vanny tries to stop Monty, continuing to press on his large muscle-bound body as he slowly presses his cock harder against the mouth of her costume. But in one fell swoop, when Vanny opens her mouth to try and plead with Monty, the head of his cock finally breaks through her costume. Following this, Monty takes the chance and manages to slip the head of his dick past her lips. And before Vanny had the opportunity to try and spit him out, Monty hilts halfway in her mouth.

"You're not gettin' rid of me that easily." Monty laughs, even when Vanny tries to bite down on his length. It was like it was made out of some sort of rubber, making it nearly impossible to even make a single dent in the thing as Monty groans happily while shifting his body further against her face. 

"Nnnnnmph, there we go, Rockstar, how's that tastin' for ya?" Monty growls as he slides his cock back and forth across Vanny's tongue, allowing the head of his cock to leak out a spurt of pre cum across her tastebuds. The salty taste caused Vanny to cough and sputter around his cock more than she already was while her hands scrambled across Monty's thick and muscled thighs to try and get the gator off her. But no matter how hard she tried to fight it, she couldn't even get the animatronic to budge. However, Vanny was granted a momentary reprieve as Monty let out another low chuckle and retracted his hips back to the point that the head of his cock was only in her mouth. 

Looking down and observing the struggling woman and how she glared up at him with pure rage in her eyes, a low chuckle echos out of Monty's frame. "Havin' trouble down there? Don't worry. I'll take it nice and slow..." Monty says. Something Vanny doesn't believe for a single second as she feels Monty begin to sink back into her mouth, continuing to move at a slow pace, if only picking up the pace slightly. "My goodness, Missy, you got yourself quite the mouth.~" Monty groans as he rolls his head back while slowly pleasing himself with Vanny's mouth. "Bet your REAL popular with the fella's, ain't ya?" Monty chuckles before leaning down and huskily adding, "Or maybe some of the ladies?~" Both comments would've warranted a hostile response from Vanny if it wasn't for the giant robot cock in her mouth.

Slowly but surely, Monty began to increase the speed he was moving his hips, which caused more of his pre to spurt out onto her tongue. Even though the pre was coming from a robot, Vanny could tell little to no difference between the pre she had tasted from her previous boyfriends and Monty's thick throbbing cock, which had to be the biggest one she had ever taken into her mouth, let alone actually seen in person. Monty's cock twitched before letting out a thicker glob of pre into her mouth, causing Vanny's squirming to increase as she cursed both Monty and whoever gave him his new additions. 

Monty's groans grew louder and louder as he pulled Vanny's head up and down his cock. It was apparent that he was enjoying himself, which only made the already horrifying experience Vanny was going through even stranger as she felt Monty's thick muscled cock head repeatability bump against the entrance to her throat.

The sensation alone caused Monty to switch his grip from using a single hand to hold Vanny's bunny ears to using separate hands on both of her ears to more easily pull Vanny's head down the length of his cock. 

Even though Monty wasn't directly fucking Vanny's face yet. That didn't stop a subtle build-up of spit from forming around the corners of her mouth and her costume's mouth. "SLMPMMMMMRMGMMM." Vanny gurgles, trying to maintain some semblance of control over the current situation, but just like before, as her arms grew increasingly tired from pressing against Monty's thighs.

"Alright then, I think you're ready for the real deal." Monty groans as he steadies his hips, preparing himself for something that Vanny was dreading. "Nmpnh, Let's rock and roll!~" Monty groans like a rockstar fucking one of his roadies as he pulls Vanny's ears behind his waist, causing Vanny's face to fly into Monty's crotch. Luckily, instead of her face smashing directly into a series of metal plates, Vanny's nose only came into contact with something that felt like rockhard muscles. However, that didn't stop the fact that his cock soon rocketed down her throat while his thick meaty balls slapped against her costumed chin with a wet slap.

"RLRKGEGLEGK!!!" Vanny screams as her eyes go wide. Her hands scramble harder than ever against Monty's strength as her windpipe is clogged entirely with robot alligator cock. Lines of spit and flem spurt out of the corners of her mouth and splatter across Monty's thighs and balls while a hefty load oozes down her chin and splatter across her costumed tits. 

"Now, THIS is what I call a show!" Monty roars with pleasure, obviously happy with himself, as he pulls his hips back before thrusting directly down her throat again, causing another loud, meaty slap to echo throughout the room as his balls clap against Vanny's chin. Almost without wasting a single breath, Monty sets himself at a raw, robotic, nearly unstoppable rate of thrusting his hips into Vanny's face. Occasionally letting out the pleasured groan, but other than Vanny's garbled cries and the slickness of his cock, Monty's showroom fills with the sound of the alligator robot's heavy breathing while he works himself over with Vanny's throat.

"RLRGELGEGLK!!!" Vanny gurgles out another scream, only invigorating Monty to thrust even harder to the point that his hips become a blurry green shape. Forcing Vanny to value each breath she was granted every split second, Monty pulled his hips back far enough to allow her a fresh gulp of air. But those moments of levity were few and far between as Monty showed no signs of care or tact as he thrust his thick cock into Vanny's gaping maw. 

"Nrphfff, yeah! Keep screamin' just like that! Feels good around my cock, you dirty girl!~" Monty grunts. Oh, how she wanted to bite through this idiot's dick. But that's to say, even if she had enough strength in her jaw to bite through the thing, she doubted she would've gotten a solid grip with her teeth due to how fast he was thrusting his hips. But the more Monty treated her like some kind of slut, the more she desperately wanted to do so. 

Her tits were completely coated in a thick layer of spit and flem, with the resulting stench mixing with Monty's dizzying musk while he thrust into her face. However, the more she was exposed to it, the more the dirty smell seemed to enrapture her and put her in a strange state of heightened arousal. "It's just from the lack of air. A euphoric high, nothing else." Vanny tries to justify her feelings for it in her head. But as she began to feel moisture form between her legs, denying what Monty's cock was doing to her became challenging.  

While Vanny was trying to survive the face fucking, Monty had the time of his life. Vanny's tight warm, wet throat felt amazing while it squeezed around his dick. It also helped that Vanny's endless struggle against him was doing something for him that motivated him to hold himself back just far enough so that she still has all that sexy, fierce, resistant attitude. Lulling his tongue out the side of his maw, Monty groaned in pleasure while a strand of spit oozed off his tongue and fell to splatter across the side of Vanny's face. Which wasn't even a blip on Vanny's radar as she loudly slurped and gargled on Monty's insanely thick cock. But for every time Vanny was sure that Monty reached his limit, the gator in question always seemed to outdo himself with seemingly limitless stamina as his thick muscled rear almost flexed from the exertion.  

At some point, Vanny's costumed red eyes matched her eyes under the mask as they endlessly watered and leaked down her face before eventually mixing up with the thick and gooey mess of her mouth and splattering down on her painfully erect nipples. Vanny knew she should've worn a bra or something to cover her breasts while she was in her costume. But to give herself some credit, she acknowledged that getting face fucked by one of the animatronics wasn't really something she had planned out that day.  

After what felt like an eternity of constant robotic gator face fucking, Monty's grunting and growling grew louder and louder, signaling to and giving Vanny hope that this endless torment might finally end. Even if the end meant having to go through something that made her already quavering stomach churn with nausea. Her once fervent struggling slowly died down to more or less limp struggling as the strength to fight slowly left her. The lack of access to oxygen was finally starting to wear her down to the point that black spots began to fill the corners of her vision. "Oh God, I don't wanna die choking on alligator dick!" Vanny thought to herself while still trapped in her pitiful feelings of unrelenting lust.

"GRRRRRRGGG! ROCK AND ROLL!!!" Monty roars out, and with that comes a tidal wave of cum pouring out of the head of his cock and shooting directly down Vanny's throat and into her stomach. Vanny eyes shoot wide open in disgust as bits of cum shoot out of her nose and stream down her face, along with the bits of cum that manage to shoot out of the corners of her mouth. Completely pouring down to her chest while she held consciousness with all the strength she had left as Monty kept her face pressed against his crotch. The sheer amount of cum nearly causes Vanny's eyes to roll into the back of her head while, at the same time, she could feel the wetness in between her legs grow also.

"GRAAAAAHhhhh, there we go.~" Monty groans with relief before finally releasing Vanny's ears from his grasp, allowing her to fall back and take breaths of fresh, non-cock musk-filled air. Vanny's once slowly clouded vision slowly comes back to her as she falls to the side, a panting mess as she feels her heart beating in her chest to the point that it almost felt like it was about to pop out.  

Still keeled over after having had her airway restored, Vanny coughs hysterically as she gathers up the strength to slowly turn back towards Monty. "O-Oh, you a-are so SCRAPP- WOAH!" Vanny tries to say before Monty's on her. His immense strength easily overpowers her as he quickly presses her face into the couch seat. Her rear was now sticking up in the air, causing Vanny's heart to drop at the prospect of what Monty might have planned. 

"My, My, after something like that, you still got an attitude like that on yourself? Seems I gotta sweeten the deal, don't I?" Monty snarls before reaching out a large metallic claw to spread Vanny's ass apart, revealing a small wet splotch that had bled through her costume from her crotch. At the sight of the stain, Monty lets out a low rumbling laugh causing Vanny's face to burn bright red. "Although, it seems it wasn't ALL bad for ya.~" Monty comments slyly.

"MONTY! D-DON'T YOU DA-AREE!!!" Vanny shouts, her voice entering a higher octave as Monty easily tears off the part of her costume covering her crotch. Monty is then able to get an all too kind look at her glistening pink pussy, along with a small tuft of blond pubic hair above her erect clit. The mere sight alone causes the robot alligator to lick his lips.

"MONTY! YOU BETTER NOT BE DOING WHAT I THINK YOU'RE DOING!" Vanny continues trying to scold the animatronic, the panic in her voice picking up as she feels Monty's grip harden on her rear, locking her place. Things then go from 0 to 100 once she feels something long and wet extend out and begin to poke and prod at her pussy. "MONTY!" Vanny screams.

"Don't worry, Missy. I'm only just showin' ya some appreciation. Y'know, for all the hard work you've been puttin' in?~" Monty says, as Vanny quickly realizes that what was poking and probing at her pussy, wasn't Monty's enormous cock. But instead, it was his long, warm, slick, and muscled tongue. Which wasn't all that much better to Vanny as she felt Monty's curious tongue begin to explore her pussy. A shudder racks through her spine as the foreign intrusion pokes deeper and deeper inside her. But the farther his tongue ventured inside her, the more energy it managed to suck out of her as she felt the heat already building up inside her increase in intensity.

"M-Monty..." Vanny whines, obviously not a big fan of the entire situation mentally. She was supposed to control these damn robots. Now she was getting eaten out by one of them after having her throat fucked? Absolutely disgusting! Physically, on the other hand, Vanny couldn't deny how strangely good it felt, despite how alien Monty's tongue felt inside her. It almost felt like some tentacle, with how malleable yet muscled it was as it slithered inside her. "M-Monty... S-Stop-p-p..." Vanny continues to whimper, trying to hide back the unmistakable moans.

Monty responds by letting out a chuckle that causes his tongue to vibrate inside her. "OH, FUCK-NRMPMH!!!" Vanny moans before slamming a hand over her mouth. Out of all things she didn't want happening at that point, beyond her anyone seeing her and continuing to get sexually used by Monty, she didn't want the animatronic to think that she was actually enjoying what he was doing to her. 

Slowly, Monty slides his tongue out of Vanny's pussy, leaving behind a trail of spit mixed with Vanny's juices from her crotch, which leads all the way to Monty's smiling maw. Licking his lips, Monty takes the time to truly enjoy Vanny's taste. "You got yourself a good taste here, Missy!" Monty says, looking back down at Vanny's crotch. "Don't mind if I go in for seconds, do you?" He asks playfully. But of course, rather than waiting for an answer from Vanny, Monty decides to dive directly back in, working his tongue twice as aggressively, much to Vanny's surprise. The force alone of his tongue causes Vanny to rock back and forth on the couch as her entire body beads with sweat. 

Monty's tongue wormed itself deeper and deeper inside her, pressing up against her already sexually aroused walls thanks to the arousal she had gathered from Monty's throat fucking. Making it far easier for Monty to dig his tongue deeper inside her. "MRmmphmm!~" Vanny moans into her hand, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes from the pure and unadulterated pleasure she felt from Monty's tongue nearly pressing up against her womb. 

Monty's rigid cock grew harder with every lap at Vanny's cunny, motivating the animatronic to push his tongue deeper inside her. The front edge of his tongue occasionally twitched up against Vanny's clit, managing to get a moan or an extra fierce squirm out of her the more he did it. Resulting in him completely pressing an edge of his tongue against Vanny's clit while also eagerly slurping up all the juice he managed to lick out of Vanny's pussy. 

Monty slowly pulls his tongue out of Vanny's pussy for a brief moment, leaving her a shuttering mess as any energy left to fight continues to slowly drain out of her. "Gotta say, darlin', ain't no hussy got a pussy that taste as good as yours.~" Monty says, strengthening Vanny's already bottomless hatred she currently had for the animatronic. "But how about we get a move on already?~" Monty asks, deepening his voice before practically diving back into Vanny's pussy, this time suckling and nibbling on it harder than ever before.

"FmrmpFmmmm!~" Vanny moans, her mind slowly slipping as she felt an oncoming orgasm begin to push its way up and out of her. "Oh, Gooooooooodddddd. I'm going to cum from a stupid fucking robot!" Vanny thinks to herself. No way her master would allow her to serve him faithfully if he saw how much of a dirty slut she was, especially while having an animatronic's tongue deep inside her pussy.

"Oh, fuuuuuuuuucckkkkK!!!!!!" Vanny moans as she finally cums, spraying Monty's face with a thick layer of her juices as her legs twitch sporadically as the force of her orgasm completely rocks through her entire body. Her mind nearly falls apart as she continues to spray Monty's face with her cum. The humiliation of what was happening even managed to cause the orgasm to deepen and strengthen as she screamed out in pleasure, all the while trying to muffle herself and her cries of pleasure. 

Monty eagerly drank as much as he could from Vanny's pussy. The salty yet sweet taste makes his already rock-hard cock even harder as he digs his face into Vanny's pussy as hard as he can. Even when Vanny's pussy stops spraying out layer after layer of juices, Monty continues to suck and lap on her pussy. Eventually, however, once he is satisfied, he releases his grip on her, causing Vanny's limp body to fall over onto its side on the couch.

"Mmmm, mmm, Mmmmm!~ Better than sweet tea on a hot summa's day!~" Monty says with his exaggerated southern accent, something that was just about to give Vanny a headache as she looks up at the smug looking animatronic. Obviously, he was enjoying every part of this, whether it'd be the pleasure of seeing Vanny so humiliated or just the satisfaction of sexually using her. In either case, Monty's rock-hard robot cock spoke for itself. 

"I'm not sure how much more I can take..." Vanny thinks to herself. God knows how long it's been since she first came in here. It was pretty clear that trying to intimidate Monty wouldn't work. Maybe switching gears would help. "Monty..." Vanny starts. "I'm s-ssorry for s-sneaking in here. I promise I won't tel-"

"Sorry for sneakin' in here?! Missy, I'm glad you came!~" Monty laughs, towering over her shaken frame. "Matter of fact, I'm so happy that I'm ready to go again already!~" Monty cheers before using his giant metal hands to pick Vanny up by her thighs. Which already told Vanny all that she needed to know even before she felt something besides Monty's tongue poking at the entrance to her pussy.

"W-Wait! Monty, STOP!" Vanny tried to plead, but it was too late as she felt the hulking head of Monty's cock slowly pierce her pussy. Dear God, she didn't want to get fucked by an animatronic. But as Monty steadied himself, the realization that she wouldn't be able to do anything to stop this slowly dawned on her, causing the pit in her stomach to deepen. But maybe, just maybe, she could slip out of his- "GAAAAAAGGHH!!!" With one brutal pull and hip-cracking thrust, Vanny screams as Monty spears himself inside her pussy. The head of his cock went so far as to bash against the entrance to her womb as her pussy let out another torrent of juices across Monty's cock.

"Nnmph, Rock and roll.~" Monty groans, his words nearly making Vanny vomit if he didn't begin unleashing an almost endless barrage of thrusts into her pussy while pulling her back and forth across his cock. His hips efficiently and ruthlessly worked their way back and forth in and out of Vanny's sloppy wet cunt. Vanny's mind was already frazzled from the last orgasm she had experienced, but having another one so soon as her juices now splashed over Monty's balls was on an entirely different level at that point. Her consciousness began to fail as the only keeping her awake were the thin needle threads of sanity she still had left inside her, along with loads of adrenaline currently coursing through her veins. 

Monty took as little time as possible getting directly into the action of things as his hips nearly became a blur, bucking directly into Vanny's rear. At the same time, hunching over the killer's frame as he lets out grunts and groans. Again, the people at Fazbear Entertainment went above and beyond in actually making the animatronics feel pleasure so that when they worked people over, they too had a fair amount of fun at the same time. Of course, they also gave them the stamina of God damn beasts of nature. So Vanny was in for a very long ride, no matter how much she wanted it to end as soon as possible. 

"AH! AH! GAH! NO! STOP!" Vanny moans out in between each thrust as Monty quickly fucks her. The pleasure of having such a giant and engorged cock plunder her inner walls wasn't like anything she had ever actually felt before. The humiliation of having Monty be the one to do it also made the situation worse as Vanny couldn't help but keep herself from moaning and groaning with every body quaking thrust Monty threw into her. Thanks to Monty, Vanny's already fractured sanity was also taking a nose dive as she tried to maintain a semblance of control while Monty held nothing back. His robotic body easily dominated Vanny's frame as he pulled her back and forth across his cock. "Fuuuuuuuck, he's going to killlll mmmeeeeee!!!!" Vanny thinks to herself.

Slowly, Monty leans his large body over Vanny's as he continues to pump inside her before pressing his snout against the nape of Vanny's neck before proceeding to sniff Vanny's scent loudly. "Oooh, Nmph, Missy, that smell!~ You always know to get me goin', don't you?~" Monty moans before he pumps his hips even faster. The head of his cock easily bashes against the entrance to Vanny's womb at this point. She can even feel a bludge form in her stomach as he pounds into her. It also didn't help that he was holding her like a literal sex toy, swinging her up and down his cock while also thrusting her daylights out. 

"GerahhhHH!!!" Monty nearly roars out. The pleasure of Vanny's pussy felt amazing, but he wanted more.~ "Hope you, ngh, don't mind a change of position, nrgrh, Missy!~" Monty snarls once again before he drops her thighs and proceeds to ram her body up against the window in front of them. Giving anyone who might look at the gap in the curtain close enough to get the perfect chance to see a view of a lifetime as Vanny's massive mammaries slap up against the window. Her nipples also easily show through her costume as they slap up against the glass. 

"W-Wait! Montyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" Vanny squeals, trying to stop him. If they didn't stop fucking, someone in the pizza plex would probably discover them. And while getting fucked by Monty was one horror, getting fucked by Monty and getting discovered was on an entirely different level. 

Sure, she would be in trouble if she were caught tampering with one of the animatronics while dressed up as an anthropomorphic white rabbit. But if she were caught getting fucked by one of them, that would open the door to a lot less pleasant things than having to get chewed out by her boss, let alone if her master found out. In that case, the only consequences she'd probably be facing would be a swift and uncaring end to her life. 

But the idea of getting caught seemed to do it for her a lot more than she had been expecting since the moment Monty slammed her up against the glass window, another orgasm began to roll through her body. "FUCK! NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!" Vanny screams as she cums again, squirting a torrent of juices onto Monty's balls before it's eventually whipped back at the window from the speed the animatronic's testicles were slapping against her cunt.

"Ngh. Heh, hope you don't mind me grabbin' a handful of these.~" Monty groans as he leans against Vanny even further, latching both of his hands on Vanny's supple, warm breasts. "Heh, what are these?~" Monty asks as he comes across Vanny's erect nipples. "Don't want you cuttin' the glass now, don't we?~" Monty jokes in between grunts, something that only managed to piss Vanny off even more than she already was as she fought against having her face pushed directly up against the glass window. Suddenly, however, Vanny feels Monty's tongue as the animatronic in question uses it to lick up the side of her face. 

"Gah! Your so fucking disgusting!" Vanny groans in between moans and hidden screams as Monty continues to go to town on her. 

In response, Monty only chuckles heartily. "Can't help myself, Missy, this pussy of yours feels too good!~" Monty moans as he slams into Vanny even harder, making the supposedly terrifying serial killer hold on for dear life as the animatronic brutally fucks her. 

Seeing how far she had fallen, Vanny was ashamed of herself as much as she was outraged. She was supposed to be the boss around here at night, but now here she was, being brutally used by one of the animatronics she thought she had control over. Instead of using him to keep an eye on the pizza plex while she worked, his thick balls clapped against her clit before he shoved her face into the window by placing one of his giant metal hands on the back of her head and pushing. 

"Gragh! Here it comes!~ Take it all, you slut!~" Monty grunts as his speed reaches its peak, his large metal body practically smashing into Vanny's nearly broken frame as he finally approaches another orgasm. At the same time, Vanny's eyes begin to roll into the back of her head. Vanny loses her mind more than she already had as she's left trapped in an endless cycle of hot flashes of orgasms. The strength in her legs had long since left her as she was now only held up by Monty's brute strength as he violently fucked the daylights out of her endlessly. "GRAAAAAAAGGHHHHH!!!" Monty roars out in pleasure as his cock finally erupts in a torrent of hot sticky cum that plasters itself across the entirety of Vanny's inner walls.

"NERAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Vanny howls out as her strongest orgasm yet completely rips through her body while her pussy also lets out a torrent of her cum. Both liquids spray across the floor as Monty continues to fuck Vanny as hard as he can, squeezing as much hot gooey sticky cum he can get out of his balls and delivering it directly into her pussy. All of this combines in finally incapacitating the villain as her eyes roll into the back of her head as she's only left to feel the endless pleasure tormenting her alongside the horrifying thought of her master abandoning her after all the work she had done for him. All because Monty had ultimately defeated her, even with all the wits she thought she had. 

As suddenly as he shoved his cock inside Vanny, Monty released Vanny, causing her to slide down onto the floor as his cock slipped out of her filled pussy. Compared to how he initially discovered Vanny inside his room, the killer rabbit looked completely different than before. The holes in her costume revealed her warm, supple flesh that was now adorned with massive loads of cum, her erect tits, and the glazed-over expression her eyes had. It was all enough to get the gator excited enough to go again. 

This was her fate, wasn't it? To be trapped as Monty's sex slave until morning when she would be found and hopefully saved. Even then, who's to say her master won't keep here there? After all, it was a fitting punishment, forced to constantly be fucked by Monty. 

Before Vanny could give up hope, her attention is drawn to the sound of a bot making its way into rockstar row. Nearly about to cry at this point, Vanny looks to see who it is, only to have her prayers seemingly answered as she finds the visitor to be none other than a map bot.

Security bots inside the pizza-plex were always simple-minded. The most they were ever allowed to do was roll around the place and alert her or any of the animatronics to the presence of intruders. On the other hand, map bots were even more simple-minded than that. The most they ever did was offer maps to anyone who looked somewhat human. So, she wouldn't even have to worry about getting reported to anyone if she managed to get the map bot to save her. 

Monty's always been territorial, so if she could get the robot to come into Monty's room, that should anger Monty enough to get his attention off her. Another saving grace seemingly granted to Vanny was that Monty was taking a moment to pace himself, so she had some time before he was most likely ready to go again.

"H-Hey..." Vanny calls out, banging on the window on hard as she could, which, thanks to her time with Monty, was pretty weak. Vanny even thought it wouldn't have been enough to get its attention. But almost as if the stars were finally aligning for her, the map bot turns its head towards her. "H-Hey! [Cough]!" Vanny yells a little bit louder before falling into a coughing fit. 

When she turns back to the robot, she's nearly overjoyed to see it wheel its way towards her, stopping at the window and looking down at her with its blank face. "[Cough]! G-Go through the back, and- [Cough] help me!" She calls out, only for the map bot not to respond. "H-Help me-"

"Here's a map." The map bot interrupts her, holding a map down at her.

"N-No! Come back here an-"

"Have a map." The robot repeats with its robotic voice, still holding out the map even though the window separates them.

"No! You d-dumb [Cough] machine! H-Help m-[Cough]-me!" Vanny commands, getting a little louder as she hears Monty begin to move around behind her. "Help- GAH!" Vanny tries to say, only to scream as she feels a metal hand grab her ankle and pull her deeper into the room.

Before Vanny knows it, she's suddenly thrown onto her back with her legs being pushed above her head. "Hope your not thinkin' of quittin' on me already?~" Monty laughs before shoving his giant cock up Vanny's ass.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Vanny screams at the top of her lungs as Monty begins to go to town on her again.

"AGH! STOP! ERG! ACH! NO! PLEASE! STOP! GRACK! FUCK! NO! MONTY! ARG! MASTER! HELP!!!!!" Along with the wet sounds of fucking echo through and out the room as the map bot wheels away, slightly offended that Vanny didn't take the map.

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Eric whistled to himself as he made his way through the pizza-plex. Vannessa wasn't there to change shifts with him that morning, which was weird considering she always made it a mission to leave as soon as he got there. "She probably went home early... Dame shame though, I wanted to get another look at that ass!~" Eric chuckles to himself while minding his straining erection in his pants as he thinks about Vannessa's body all wrapped up tight in that security guard uniform. 

Turning down towards rockstar row, he went into the back room connecting each of the animatronic's rooms. Eric never really checked in on Freddy since he was one of if not the most behaved robot out of the bunch and never really seemed to have any issues. Besides, after the upgrades made to the animatronics, he always made sure to stop by Roxy and Chica's rooms first.~

Walking into Roxy's room, Eric opened her charging station to get a better look at her and ensure there was nothing broken inside her. After finding her daytime mode in perfect shape, Eric quickly reached inside her and turned on her nighttime mode while keeping a finger on the power button so that she didn't turn on. He didn't want to end up getting used like some sort of sex toy after all. Although being the sexy animatronic Roxy was, especially while adorning her nightmode changes, Eric might've liked that. Slowly, Roxy's mechanical parts started softening as the chip inside her took effect, altering her appearance so that she looked more like an anthropomorphic fox rather than an animatronic one.

"God, I wish I had more time to have some fun with you." Eric said, lustfully smiling as he bit his knuckle to contain himself. Even if those private show upgrades to the animatronics required a lot more maintenance, he still couldn't deny how sweet it was to get some action when nobody was looking. Still, it was hard nonetheless to step back from the sleeping animatronic and make his way into Chica's room.

Performing the exact steps he did with Roxy, Eric opens Chica's charging station and proceeds to check on her. After finding that all her parts were up to par, besides having to change her throat tank after finding more old pizza in it, Eric turned on Chica's night mode and watched in pure wonder as her robotic metal plates turned into tight curves fit around her body. He really did need to sneak in on one of those Bachelor parties these things were used for, as he had heard how much fun they were.  

"Alright, all's left is to check in on Monty." Eric mutters to himself before deflating. Checking in on Monty was always a gamble. Sometimes you'd go in there and find him safely in his charging station. Other times, you'd open the door only to have him come charging at you. Eric was also more than glad that he wasn't a woman due to the fact that ever since Monty had gotten those upgrades a few days back, he had gotten 'particularly aggressive towards members of the female staff. Hopefully, Vannessa didn't have to deal with anything like that, although that would've been a helluva sight to come across.

Eric laughs to himself, only to grimace once he opens the door to Monty's room. The face with the smell of sex, sweat, and cum assault his nose as he nearly falls back, finding the floor and walls covered in what looked like cum. "Oh, fuck! Again!?" Eric growls. Monty had been going through certain leaks during the end of the nights, something that caused him to leak his... 'fluids.' Something Eric was happy that the cleaning crews had to deal with rather than him, but still, it was never THIS bad. 

Shaking it off, Eric turns towards Monty in his charging station. He seemed fine for the most part, albeit looking more happy than usual. "Alright, let's get a look at you." Eric mutters before pushing a button to open the charging station. 

Instead of simply seeing an animatronic, however, Eric nearly has a heart attack as Vannessa, dressed in a tight white bunny outfit, comes tumbling out. Her mouth had been seemingly lodged on Monty's thick alligator cock and had been pushed up against his pelvis ever since the door to the charging station closed. "What the fuck!?" Eric curses aloud as he looks at Vannessa, who turns over to her side and proceeds to cough up a few lines of cum.

However, instead of getting help for his fellow employee, after getting a look at tight looking bunny suit Vanessa had on and feeling his straining erection in his pants, a laugh echos out of his lips. "Heh, so THIS is where you were, huh? I always guessed you were the freaky type, but this is on a whole different level." Eric laughs before falling down to his knees behind Vanessa. Pulling out his phone, he proceeds to take multiple pictures of a passed-out Vanessa. "Since you were having so much fun with ol' Monty here, I hope you don't mind me having some fun of my own?~" Eric asks as he pulls Vanessa's ass against his waist. "Fuckin' sweet!~" Eric silently cheers for himself as he reaches down and unzips his pants.

Unbeknownst to Eric, however, as he adjusted Vannessa's hips to line up his cock with her entrance, Vanny was more than conscious and already considering all the ways she would horribly murder Eric once she regained the energy and strength to move.