Five Nights With Bimbos 4

Part 4: Freddina

7:00 am

Mike was exhausted, his body coated in more sweat than usual, he opened the door to his house with his key, stepping in and slamming the door shut, his clothing was extremely uncomfortable for him. As he walked through the house he ripped off his clothes one by one as he moved through the house. He eventually pulled off the belts that were strapping his belt to his cock, it was a relaxing feeling to finally be able to hang free in the privacy of his home.

He crashed onto his greasy bed letting his body relax, his meaty cock uncrushed by his spread legs. Grabbing and looking at his phone, it was only 7:00 am, the crack of dawn was rising from the window view as he shuttered the blinds, "One man's dawn is another's dust..." Was muttered so he put his head onto his pillow. Sighing with relief that the day was over and he could get some sleep. Drifting into his slumber, Mike felt his consciousness fade elsewhere.

He found himself in a warped visage of Freddy Fazbear's establishment. Glancing around he guessed that he was on the center stage for the animatronics but he was unable to move as if locked in place, he heard the clapping of familiar asscheeks walk around him, they were like an unknown cacophony of seductive percussion that was music to his ears.

The unforgettable amazonian figures of Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy were standing before him before kneeling at his feet. Looking down at them, he noticed his cock was pulsating and throbbing wildly before them as the sex dolls looked up in awe, as if in the worship of his musky radiance.

Unable to move much, Mike gestured with this hand to let the ladies begin. Even if it was a dream, he might as well enjoy it. The warm sensations were vivid in his mind, feeling their tongues lick the veiny shaft with a zealotry fervor. Mike could only moan and hum as he felt the need to cum but couldn't seem to release. That was then he heard another set of clicking footsteps and clapping thickness, the sounds stopped from behind his chair as his eyes were covered by a pair of fuzzy hands, the sofy bouncy of a pair of breasts cushioned the back of his head as he heard a chilling whisper.

"Be ready for tomorrow friend..."

4:00 pm

Mike woke up with a sudden gasp, he opened his eyes quickly, sitting up swiftly looking around to see who was messing with him. The only thing that was unusual to him was the state of his cock. His cock was in the middle of a raging erection, putting most morning wood to shame, he sighed, "I need to relax a little..." He got out one of his cum rags and turned on his phone, checking time and seeing it was four o'clock in the afternoon before browsing through his massive list of porn folders to jack off to.

He had never felt this worked up before a shift; he found himself staring at these hot busty women while jacking off furiously as he scrolled through he watched their shake but they were nothing like the sex dolls at his workplace. He had to delve into some depraved folders finding something that caught his fancy, rubbing his veiny monster meat, groaning gently as he proceed to nut to his cum rag.

After the deed was done he laid back on this bed sighing with relief as his cock would slowly start to soften out. He place in arm on his sweaty forward as the words in his dream haunted his thoughts. What did he need to get ready for? Was the southern lady going to end his life or do unspeakable things to him should she get the chance. He knew that something wasn't quite right with the place but he knew he needed some time to prepare himself.

Forcing himself out of the coziness of his bed, he stumbled his way back to the kitchen, his stomach now rumbling more violently now his cock was no longer hogging his body's attention. He opened up the fridge slowly frowning as he didn't have enough for his full English breakfast, he grumbled as he grabbed the carton of full-fat milk, placing it on the table as he went to grab a bowl and the box of cereal. Pouring the milk into the bowl followed by the cereal, Mike stirs the cereal munching through, it was passable but filling, enough for breakfast at least, his jaw bouncing up and down as he lazily his cereal.

Finishing the bowl by drinking the excess milk, Mike gathered his scattered uniform strapping his meaty cock pack into place before sliding back into his greasy clothing. There was a sort of ache coursing across his back, although he tried to shrug it off by ignoring it, going to this medicine cabinet, and taking a small pain killer.

Knocking a glass of water. He put on his jacket and headed out of the house. Closing the door behind him with a long sigh, he got in his car and began to drive off. He had a few errands for the house to run before he got to work that night but he had plenty of time.

12:00am

12:00am

After a long day of buying food and alcohol for his house, Mike eventually got to his workplace. Breathing out in a groaned-out sigh as he barged in through the door. Mike was a bit more on edge today despite knowing that all there was in this place was horny sex dolls; rather than the killer murder machines that the phone guy had led him to believe. He grumbled as he scratched his thick neck gently while walking into the security room.

Mike recalled what the job offer stated; it was a repurposing of the place that the establishment was going through, but there wasn't any sigh of redecoration or reconstruction for these last few days. The only constant thing about the establishment was the fact that there was a mysterious cleaner. They didn't leave a single trace. The place was as clean as the first day he walked in. Mike again pondered if this janitor likely working for the mafia, or that the company had an extremely professional cleanup crew.

Mike shook the chilling notions in the back of his mind as he made this way into the security room. He tried not to think about it; work was work, there was nothing more and nothing less, though fucking the bubble-butted animatronics was a survival method was just his way of getting any form of hazard fee. The moment Mike stepped into the security room, the hairs on the back of his neck perked up while he knew people would have come in here; there was a feeling in his gut that warned him that the place had been disturbed while he had been away.

Mike walked up to the desk slowly, glancing over the camera screen panels and the security system switches across the desk. The first thing he noticed was the pink cupcake was still there from last night, but then caught his eye was the security system, though he could not immediately tell what the definite issue was, he knew the system had been tampered with by someone or something. He looked for the instruction manual, rummaging through the draws of the desk, finding the instruction manual had he originally read through to start up the system at the start of the week; he read over the instruction manual again before looking at the position of the switches. He grumbled, noticing a few of the switches weren't in the correct position. He sighed as he flicked all the buttons and switches to the correct state before starting the boot-up sequence of switches.

Mike sighed with relief as the lights of the security room flickered to life as the security system booted up. He sat down in the chair, glancing down the corridor tentatively; the last twenty-four hours have been unnerving for Mike, all the signs were pointing to another visit from the cast. Considering all of the possibilities he gave a good guess that it was going to be the Bootilicious Bear girl Freddina but he wasn't sure.

Then the reality return tone of the phone going off got Mike's attention. The phone rang a few times before clicking then the sound of the phone guy's voice come through the device.

"Hello, hello, hey, hey wow, day four! I knew you could do it."

Mike rolled his eyes but couldn't yet but smile; he had thick and thicker these late few days there was at least something cheering him on.

"Uh hey listen, I may not be able to sit around for a message tomorrow..."

Mike then heard metal thudding sounds in the background, the sounds were like something heavily pounding on metal. It sent a chill down his spine.

"It's been a bad night here, for me... Um, I'm glad I recorded my messages for you when I did." A cough distorted the sentence a bit.

"Hey, do me a favor. Maybe sometime, uh you could check those suits in the backroom..." The metal thudding continued, "I'm going to try and hold out until someone checks... It might not be so bad."

Mike's face went pale; he just realized that the guy he had been talking to him was already a dead man.

"I always wondered what was in all those empty heads..." The sounds of a haunting lullaby-like tone started to play, "Oh no, no no no..." There was another set of thuds before a robotic roar was heard, followed by a buzzing sound before the message clicked off.

The end of that message left Mike's blood running cold. If that was an encounter with the old animatronics, then his fate was already over. He remembered the message from the first night; Mike shivered, feeling the pain the phone guy likely went through that. He then remembered that the old back room had been replaced, though the camera didn't show an all-seeing angle of the room there was a full suit to put a victim in.

Mike shuffled through his pockets, he took out the business card he got from the overseer, turning the back of the card over to see the name, William Afton, and his phone contact phone number. He quickly dialed the number into his phone, clicking the button to start the call.

The phone rang a couple of times before a failed number message played. Annoyed at this before the tone could go off to record, Mike hung up the phone with one button click. He grumbled under his breath, "Stupid fucking corporate bullshit..."

Despite the clear signs of danger, Mike grabbed a torch and made his way to the back room. Even if he didn't know the guy, there were questions left unanswered in his wake.

The backroom

Mike made this way through the dark rooms of the establishment, the only illumination in the room in the place was from the radiant beam of his torch. He rubbed the back of his neck; the skin of his neck dripped a cold sweat as he was moving further away from the safe confines of the security room. He gripped his teeth focusing on getting this done like a man whose bravery was as big as the meaty balls that were bouncing between his legs.

He pushed the door open to the backroom open with a heavy shove, the weight of the door was heavy but was unlocked. He grunted heavily as made his way to the room. The cameras did not deceive his eyes, the room was stocked up on various sexual devices, from powerful vibrators and dildos of all sizes, all the way to metal chains, stinging leather whips, and strong hempen rope. Mike rose an eyebrow, questioning why a pizzeria place was stocking up on these kinds of sexy toys unless less this was a scheme of sorts.

He rose his torch up, sweeping the radiant beam of light across the room he got a good look at the camera that he had to view from over the last few nights, out of the corner of his eye that there was a blind spot in the camera's line of sight, the room was wider than he had suspected. Pointing his torchlight to that corner the first thing that caught his attention was a massive box in the been of the room, it could easily fit a man inside perhaps two at a push.

Mike's nerve started to flatter but he growled to him as in his mind, he told himself to man the fuck up, he tensed his arm muscles before making his way over to the coffin-sized metal box. After a few steps, Mike pointed the light at the mysterious box. The box was indeed metallic, though it was currently only locked by a set of case sealers. Mike had no issue unclipping the case seals.

Mike breathed out, mentally preparing himself to see a dead body. he opened his eyes as he lifted the case lid; a cold gas rolled out of the case gap when Mike opened it; the floating mist puffed out, veiling his vision for only a few seconds. Mike tried to wave out the gas, now able to get a closer look.

It was one of the old spring lock suits, the ones that the company used to be known for before the rumors of their safety issues. The suit's color was golden, though it was similarly designed to match the target audience for the re-opening it was far more masculine than feminine for it to match, he opened the mouth of the suit carefully sighing with relief as there were no signs of blood or decay in the suit. He guessed that the phone guy either survived or was disposed of already. But this led to more questions than answers.

There was the sound of heels clicking and thickness clapping a soft feminine chuckle...

Then a sudden Whack!

His conspiracy theories were put on to a sudden stop as there was a sudden crashing of something across the back of his head that made him blackout.

When Mike had come back to consciousness, he found himself strapped to his security chair in a dark room. He struggled against the excessive binding; the cold feeling of the air alongside the lack of tightness across his entire sweaty body made Mike realize he was completely naked as well as bound up to his chair.

"Who in the fuck knocked him out and did this to me?" was the first thought on Mike's mind as he continued to struggle with the binding as he got accustomed to the darkness of the room.

That was when he heard the chilling sound of the familiar high heels, the clapping of thick bountiful tits and ass as it slowly approached. Mike froze up when he saw the recognizable luminescent eyes of one of the animatronics entering the room. She reached the doorway entering the room, "Howdy friend." A friendly feminine southern accent rolled out of the figure's mouth, "I didn't think we would be enjoying each other company like this..."

As the animatronic approached, Mike would recognize them as the voice from last night, he growled out his voice, "What do you want? You have me here, won't you just kill me like the last guy..."

The animatronic stopped in front of Mike, standing over him as if he was a morsel on a platter, "Oh certainly not Friend, the others told me that you were the best cock they'd ever had, despite your looks." She reached down, grabbing Mike's meaty cock in one hand, rolling the shaft between her fingers, "I was going to give you proper hospitality, but the boss said to not let folks look in that box."

Mike rose an eyebrow, holding the hum of pleasure in his throat, he could barely see her thickness through the thick darkness; her assets were easily comparable to the other sex dolls in the establishment, the breasts were like titanic melons as far as he could see. He felt her delicate but strong hands rubbing his now throbbing shaft, he was started to get hard, erecting even in the face of certain death, "So what, you're going to fuck me until I can't leave?"

A soft chuckle rolled out of her lips, "Well I guess that would be the best way for Freddina here to handle this honey..." Mike would feel her lips press against the thick foreskin of his cock, "Your cock agrees with me at least..." She then started to slowly stroke the rest of the shaft as she licked the tip of Mike's cock gently. Her bountiful breasts enveloped his knees as she bent over to start this blowjob in the dark.

Mike held the chair tightly as Freddina massaged his cock; her movements were extremely arousing, even if he could only feel them, the rate of this erection coming to life was outstanding even for him, the adrenaline was surging in his body as she pleasured his cock as she wanted, he held on trying to not make it easy for him to cum at Freddina's whim.

Freddina continued stroking despite Mike's struggles to restrain himself; she hummed with a twisted delight, "Such a thick cock you've got here, the fragrant musk is just so..." She then pushed the tip of Mike's throbbing cock into her mouth, sucking on as she bobbed her head slowly back and forth.

Mike squirmed in the tight seat as tried his best to restrain himself while pulling at his binding; the pleasure and stimulation were rolling into his mind and body, it would be long before he lost the strength to struggle at this rate, "Don't do so fast, at this rate I'm gonna."

Hearing Mike's plea for mercy, she continued to bob for head back and through her ass cheeks clapped this the vigorous motions as she sucked on his dick like a passionate vacuum cleaner. She was gagging on Mike's cock as she fully hilted the meaty shaft deep down her throat as she massaged his balls with her hands.

The intensity of the sheathing motion was perfect, the warmness and tightness of freddina's mouth was exquisite. Mike was in awe as he felt a certain pulse roll over his body. He arched his back, roaring out as he was starting to cum to the whim of Freddina, the thick ropes of cum flowed into her mouth like a hose. After a few seconds, Mike would watch her glowing eyes move away from him as the wet encasing feeling of her mouth rolled off of his dripping pulsing cock.

Freddina gulped loudly, humming with pleasure, "They were so right, your cum is so heavenly, it is such a shame..." She stood up, the clicking and clapping of her steps and movement stepped away, turning around to look at the desk, the light of her eyes look towards the cupcake on the side as she pick it up, turning back to Mike, "Chica said you got much better with one of these, open up you sexy beast..." She opened his mouth, shoving the cupcake into his mouth, covering his mouth and nose to force him to swallow...

After a few tussles and turns, Mike couldn't hold his breath for long been forced to chew swallow the cupcake.

The cupcake...

The cupcake went down his throat, landing in his stomach, the chemicals within started to bubble and react. The reaction was much more violent than he had known from before; his body twitched massively as his veins were darkening, his erection as at its peak as his body started to bulk up, increasing in tension with each spurt of growth. His senses were staring to numb as he flexed once, breaking the character with his roided out bulk.

The look of satisfaction on Freddina's face faded to one of shock and fear. She had taken a step back, her meaty booty pressed into the security desk, "Haha... I must say, friend, what they said about you on the cupcake didn't do you justice..." She nervously chuckled.

Mike in a sense of delirium, clasped his hand around freddina's breast and waist, grabbing the thin cloth and ripping it off, "You want fuck? I give sone fuck!" Mike ravenously pinned Freddina to the task, lifting her dump truck ass and thighs into the air, spreading her legs as his mighty spear of a cock throbbed as he angled it for a harsh entry.

Freddina gasped with shock, "Woh, friend, this is a bit sudden to just... Ahh!" Like his plea before her plea fell on deaf ears as Mike plunged his veiny shaft hard into her wet pussy, spreading her insides wide it reached as deep as she could take. All she could do was hold onto the table as Mike had his way with her.

Pleasured growls roared out of Mike's mouth as he thrust hard into her insides, the bouncing motions of Freddina's breasts were a nice thing to imagine was they clapped with bounced caused by the impact of his massive length being shunted into her pussy while his hips slapped into her wobbling ass cheek.

Freddina's gasps and moans were like music to his ears as they joined the symphony of her sex sounds. Mike groped Freddina's breasts as he filled her pussy with his monster cock, he was face was like a savage grin, "Whose the king of the night shift..."

Freddina struggled to spit out the words as the cock dominated her train of thought completely, "You, you are the king, please... Show me why..." Her mouth was agape as her moans and gasps rolled out in a more pleasured fashion.

This expression of acceptance riled Mike up as he intensified the violent motions of his pussy spreading cock, "That's right, I am king!" He continued to plunge his cock deep into Freddina's pussy, as if he was a brutal sculptor of flesh. He squeezed Freddina's titanic tits tightly, pressing down on the massive nipple as he established his dominance.

Freddina could only hold onto Mike, coiling her thick legs around his back as she felt her senses be overwhelmed by the pleasure of his throbbing veiny cock and the addicting smell of his musk, she was drooling from the mouth as her body was submitting to this alpha male of a man.

After a few more savage thrusts, Mike felt a pulse coursing across his bulked-up body; it pulsed from his throbbing balls as a sign that he was needing to cum. He redoubled his efforts as he continued to rail the meaty shaft in Freddina before he was grunting out hard, fully sheathing his throbbing cock inside her before he came.

Freddina gasped sharply, screaming out with pleasure as she felt the heavy wave of cum get unloaded into her pussy, it was nothing like the last orgasm as it filled her pussy to the brim in seconds as the flow continued, the vast volume of cum started to bulge out her belly it size rivaled her magnificent knockers by the time Mike had filled her with his last spurt of cum.

Mike breathed out as he slowly pulled out his veiny throbbing cock from Freddina's cum filled pussy, a trail of cum, drooled of the desk as he unplugged her pussy. His cock was still throbbing, his desires were not yet sated. He pulled Freddina off the security, lifting her up and turning her around, her bubbly body clapping about as she was manhandled brutally.

Freddina yelp, "What? Round two already? But I haven't fin... Oh!"

Mike was not in the mood for excuses, for in mind, sex was all that mattered in this moment of time. He shoved his cock hard into Freddina's asshole as she pushed her down on it, keeping her off the ground as her thickness clapped and wiggled for him as he bounced her off this raging boner.

Freddina had almost gone limp, quivering with pleasure as she tried to hold on for dear life as she felt that Mike's cock was the only thing keeping her off the ground, her pussy drooled the mixture of love juicy as she was used as a sex toy for her former victim, "Oh fuck me, keep fucking me like this please friend..."

Mike maintained the savage hole spreading momentum, fucking her asshole deep and rapidly with bouncing thrusts while he locked his arms around her waist to ensure that she felt only his dick as her connection to the ground as she spread her insides wide with his veiny cock, "I fuck you till you break bitch!" He continued to thrust his cock inside bouncing her massive melons wildly as they moved with the power of his cock forceful penetration.

Freddina was arching her back, her feet dangling as Mike kept her up in the air for the position. She was losing her mind to the pleasure, wanting nothing more than to be a sleeve for the cock that was breaking her in, "Oh yes! Break me like you broke my friends! Ah!"

Mike was starting to feel off, the rush of pleasure was building up, but something inside him was ache, he tried to push the pain aside as he resumed the pace of the passion, his monster cock and balls throbbed rapidly feeling the need to cum, harder than before he gripped Freddina harder, "Take all the cum now!"

Freddina's tongue was stuck out as she was almost gasping for air, "Yes, give it to me please friend!"

In a series of grunts and gasps, Mike cock was squeezed enough as his cock started to unleash a storm of warm sticky cum into Freddina's ass. he let go of Freddina although he raging veiny cock was still hard pumping cum into Freddina. He felt his strength leave his body as his cum rushed out of him.

Freddina helplessly held her belly as it started to expand rapidly, it grew from a beach ball, all the way down so that her head was able to lay on the desk. Freddina quivered and shivered as laid there, their belly full and her mind broken.

6:00 am

As Mike pulled his exhausted cock out of Freddina's stuffed ass, leaving a trail of hot sticky cum. He took a few steps back and felt his body ache all over, what was different this time... Did he almost hulk out in a way was his initial thought. His muscles were starting to go back to normal; his cock flopped back down, still drooling a trail of cum from his erotic deed.

That was then he left a heavy ache once more; it was across his heart area. He collapsed to the ground as he felt the energy get drained from his limbs. He groaned in pain as if hit by a tazer. It was a struggle to maintain consciousness, let alone stand up and leave to get medical attention. His eyes were blinking a lot as he was struggling to keep his eyes open.

The six o'clock bell was ringing as he was falling asleep the last thing he saw was the door opening blinking as he was the figure of the overseer walking over and looking down at him with a devilish grin