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Fourth Night

"So, what do you think," asks Ryan as she stands next to her boss, a rather large brown bear, though his muzzle was definitely showing his age. Her brother, Xander, would circle Foxy a few times before he rubs his chin, the wolf concentrating on the mechanical project he was soon to be taking.

After a few moments, Xander would ask, "Does this one behave unusually? Like does it turn on randomly or something?"

Her boss shakes his head. "No, during the day he's off. At night, we switch him to Night Mode, just so he isn't getting any stiff joints." Xander would nod, the grey wolf looking at the animatronic before he grabs a screwdriver and popping open a back panel.

"He's pretty dusty in here. Anyone ever tried cleaning him?"

The bear shakes his head. "Unfortunately, no one really wants to get close to him. He's pretty infamous, people say he bitba child, but that's just hearsay."

Xander would close the panel before he walked over towards the bear, the wolf looking at the other animatronics. "Alright, well, I can fix him up a bit, make him look like he wasn't abandoned. I'll patch up some holes, fix some wiring, replace his missing teeth, fix his jaw, and I'll give him a good cleaning."

With his paw extended, the bear would accept, a smile on his face as he agrees to the terms. "Of course, maybe when you're finished, he could be functional during the day, just like the others."

With that, the bear would walk away, leaving Xander with Ryan and Foxy, the Male wolf smiling as he began working on the inactive animatronic while Ryan sat nearby, watching her brother work on her love bot.

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When she began her shift, she would watch the cameras as usual, though she was thinking about if Foxy would actually visit her tonight. She assumed he was going to, just like usual, but she couldn't suppress the idea that he might not tonight. After all, he may still be trying to recover from his repairs.

She'd mentally smack herself as a laugh escapes her muzzle. He was a robot, he didn't need to recover from a repair, he'd probably just activate and walk around like he wasn't even broken. Heck, he might even be faster now than he was before. Well... hopefully not in all aspects at least.

Checking the kitchen, she heard only silence. The stage was empty so they had to be around somewhere, yet they weren't in the usual spots, so no Bonnie in the supply closet, no Chica in the main room, and no Freddy anywhere. As she switched through the cameras, she'd pause, the camera on 1C, Pirate Cove, and there was Foxy, active, and the other three, standing behind him.

She'd pause as she watched them, the main three holding pictures and signs, though they were all telling Foxy to go play with the night guard, to which she'd chuckle before setting down the camera, knowing Foxy was on his way.

As she sat there, thinking about what Foxy might want to do tonight, she didn't even notice the first door close behind her, nor did she notice the second, though she was caught off guard when her chair was spun around and coming face to face with Foxy. Ryan let out a soft sigh before she reached up to rub his metallic cheek, the wolf giving him a playful glare. "Can you warn your girl before surprising her," and she'd laugh softly as he gives her a quick nod.

"Good. Now, what do you have planned for me," and she'd watch him look around the room before he suddenly clears a spot on the desk behind her, the fox then turning her around again before showing her the spot he made.

She'd give it a good look over before looking at the pirate fox, the wolf still confused as to what he was planning. "Are you wanting me to sit there," and she would earn herself a shake of his head, the pirate fox rubbing the desk.

"Erm... are you wanting me to bend over then," and that definitely earned her a very excited nod from her mechanical lover, to which she would stand up, her hips swaying as she walked to the desk before bending over, her chest resting on the spot he worked hard to clear.

She didn't have to ask him what was next as he quickly moved behind her, one hand undoing her pants while his hook held her belt. When he had successfully pulled down the zipper and popped out the button, his hook would tug her belt down, her pants going along with his hook before he stopped it at her thighs.

With a simple adjustment, his cock would slide against her rear, the fabric of her panties rubbing against his cock, the wolf blushing as her lover ground his cock against her butt. Still, she had no idea what he was wanting to do, though whatever it was, it was involving his cock and her backside, which became more obvious when he used his hook to pull down her underwear, his cock shifting to slide right between her cheeks, his warm shaft resting underneath her tail.

As a few droplets of pre fell from his tip and onto her lower back, she felt him pull away partially, though she soon figured out what hole he chose as he pushed into her, albeit slowly, her tailhole stretching to accommodate his invading member while she bit her lip and closed her eyes, not used to having anything more than a hook back there. "E-easy," she'd say as he pushed in a bit too fast for her, slowing him down just enough to make it somewhat comfortable.

When his knot finally pressed against her rear, she'd finally open her eyes, the wolf panting softly before she lifted her head off the desk. "Maybe I should have brought some lube," and she'd chuckle, though the only response she'd get from him was a smack on the rear, causing her to jump slightly.

When he began to withdraw from her rear, she'd bite her lip once more, his cock shifting from the left to the right, as if trying to stretch her hole a bit while he retreated, though when he was halfway out, he'd start to push right back into her again, this time a bit faster. Gasping and moaning a bit, she'd blush at the very sounds she was making, though once again she'd earn herself a smack on the rear.

Pulling out once more, he'd slowly withdraw, making Ryan feel every inch of his length sliding out of her rear, though this time he'd pull back until his tip remained inside, allowing himself to adjust himself. Ryan could feel him shifting behind her, though when he'd press his chest against her back, she smiled softly, though before she could say anything to him, he began to quickly thrust into her, the wolf gasping as he bottoms out each time he bucked his hips.

With her metallic lover living up to his name as the pirate fox, Ryan kept her eyes closed and mouth open, the wolf moaning as her hole was claimed over and over by Foxy, who was using one hand to hold her hip, but he didn't really know where to place the hook. Instead, he just simply had it up and away from her body, his mind calculating what he could possibly do with it, but given he was slapping his swollen knot against her tight ring, that was simply cast aside, his chip focusing on other things, such as calculating when it should open the valves.

When a proper time was deduced, he began to rock into her rapidly, the mechanical fox doing what he was able to in order to match his actions with the countdown. As he thrusts harder, he would start to switch and alter his gears within his torso, allowing him to put more power behind his bucking hips, though when the desk began to slam against the wall, he wasn't really sure if he was the cause of it or if that was something else.

His computer chip began to alter the countdown again, going from three minutes all the way down to one, to which he would start to thrust into her rapidly, earning himself some squeaks and moans from her. When the time reached thirty seconds, he pressed his swollen knot against her rear and, with some pushing and prodding, he popped his knot in, locking her to him by her cute rear.

When his knot went in, she arched her back and gasped, her eyes wide open and mouth agape, that swollen orb now locked inside of her. With a few humps, he would make some sort of noise, as if he was trying to speak, but just couldn't grasp the concept yet, and he'd release, his essence shooting into her tight passage, even getting to the point where it was soon putting pressure against his knot.

As he lay on her, she would pant before looking at the time, to which she chuckles before she says, "Dang, it's only three thirty. Well, since you're stuck, guess we better find something to do," and that was soon answered when he picked her up, leaving her pants and underwear behind, before moving to the chair before sitting down, the wolf now sitting on his lap.

With a soft smile, she would look into his bright eyes before giving him a kiss on his metallic cheek. "Yeah, I gave you a kiss, no big deal. Well, guess we can cuddle until you gotta go back."

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When three thirty became five forty, Ryan found that taking Foxy's knot was a lot easier than the next part. With her chest once again on the desk, she felt him tugging, that swollen ball of flesh not wanting to give. As she grunts and grits her teeth, she feels Foxy tugging harder and harder until her tailhole finally gives, his fat knot popping free. As he withdrew, she would pant and grit her teeth, trying to recover from that dreadful experience.

"D-definitely need lube," she would say under her breath as Foxy left the office. Pushing herself off the desk, she would keep one paw on the desk, keeping herself upright as her other rests at her side, to which she looks down at her pants, her ears soon perking.

"Wait... wait... did... did he... Foxy stole my underwear," to which she'd hear a laugh from Freddy from somewhere within the building.