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It was the first night of my job as a security guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. There'd been no other jobs and I was down to my last few dollars so I had to take the first thing I could find. Apparently the last guy hadn't been here for all that long before quitting - I wouldn't blame him, the place was a bit of a dump. I sat down in my chair, which squeaked under my weight. God, I'd have to ease off on the cheeseburgers from now on. But that didn't mean I couldn't have leftover pizza, that was at least one perk of this job. Midnight was almost here, then my first shift would officially start. I licked barbecue sauce from my fingers - better save the last pizza slice from the box for later... Or not. There was plenty more where that came from. I kicked off my shoes and socks into the corners of the small room and prepared for the most boring job ever.

There'd been a phone message left by the last guy but I didn't really bother listening since all I'd be doing was sitting here, how hard could it be? He did say something about some dumb costumes but I just muted the message so I could munch more pizza in peace. I found I could turn the lights on and off in the adjacent rooms and close the doors to my left and right, leading into this room, if I needed to.

As midnight came around and my shift officially started, I thought I'd check the security cameras on the tablet. I pushed my glasses up on my nose and raised the device to check. All the rooms were empty, there were a few creepy animal costumes in the back room but that was it. I had to unwedge my stomach from between the desk and the chair to grab more pizza - I'd definitely have to start that diet tomorrow.

As I chewed ham and pineapple pieces, I thought I heard something rustling faintly. Must have been rats in the kitchen, because nothing showed up on the camera when I checked it. I belched loudly and it smelled like pepperoni. Well, the first two hours of this shift had been boring as hell. If only something more exciting would happen. At least there was the pizza, but it was getting kinda low on supply. I yawned, leaned back and heard a crack - damn flimsy chair. They should've bought better ones. Wait - another strange sound. Maybe it wasn't the chair after all. I checked the security cameras again. Weird. I thought I'd seen more animal costumes in the back room last time I looked.

Not to worry. I'm sure I just - another sound, this time, louder. It almost sounded like footsteps. I decided to turn on the lights in the adjacent rooms to see if there was anything sus. Checking the cameras, I saw a figure in the kitchen. Looking closer, I could see it looked like a yellow bird, some kind of chicken, but with teeth. Must have been left there at the end of the day. Why did they have to make those animal costumes so damn creepy? It even had this bib around its neck that said "LET'S EAT!". I shivered.

I decided that I didn't like this place, it was giving me the creeps. That's when I noticed the power percentage remaining. What?! I hadn't seen that before. Fifteen percent left and it was only 2:30am! I was supposed to be here until 6:00. Damn, I didn't want the power to run out in this creepy place, those animal costumes freaked me out. Too bad the lights seemed faulty, I'd have to smack the wall every so often when they flickered off to get them working, some connection was loose. I looked at the cameras again and what I saw was... Nothing. Wasn't that bird in the kitchen before? I checked the other rooms and everything seemed to be in the right place. Was that chicken really there last time? I swear it was. I rubbed my eyes and groaned. There was this subtle feeling of dread in my stomach. Maybe I was being stupid but it might have been best to close the doors. I kept the lights on just to be sure, but wait. Power down to five percent? Not good. Using the doors and lights was definitely draining power. After checking the cameras again, I looked up just as the right light flickered out and what I saw for a split second scared the shit out of me.

It was that chicken, that frigging chicken was in the window, it had seemed to stare at me with big, hungry eyes and a gaping mouth. I mean, beak. But with teeth. And that "LET'S EAT!" bib. I slammed the light back on, but there was nothing there. What. The. Fuck. What was in that pizza? I rubbed my eyes and groaned. Maybe I was getting delusional and seeing things that weren't there. The sound of footsteps again - I checked the cameras to see what the hell was going on here and wait... There was definitely something moving two rooms away from me and I could hear it. Maybe it was the damn chicken. I held the tablet up to my face to see better. For one terrifying moment a creepy yellow face filled the screen but as I shrieked and fell backwards in the chair, the lights flickered out and the doors lifted with the loss of power.

God damnit! This place was way too creepy. Sweat poured down my face as I groaned and picked myself and my glasses up off the floor. No way did I want to be stuck in the dark here. Once I was back in my chair I slammed the desk in frustration. I felt pretty lucky when the lights flickered back on. Thank God this place had backup power. I could see the camera feeds on the screen again and I fumbled for it with greasy fingers, holding it right up to my face in front of me. I'd better not see that horrible bird. I flicked through all the cameras but there seemed to be no sign of it. Absolutely nowhere. Sweat dripped down my forehead as I anxiously scanned all of the cameras again - still nothing. Wait, I'd been so absorbed in watching the security footage that I hadn't realised I'd been hearing rustling, it had to be in this very room! I gulped as I put the tablet down and looked up, and what I saw made me scream.

The horrible yellow thing loomed over me, covered in feathers. It was so much bigger than I'd first thought, although that might have been because of my vantage point and my blurry vision. I could hardly breathe, winded by having fallen backwards in my chair onto the floor again. I fumbled for my glasses, terrified. "N-no!" I wheezed as the bird licked its beak with a wet, slimy-looking tongue.

"LET'S EAT!" It shrieked, picking up my chair and tossing it aside effortlessly, leaving me with nothing between myself and the monster. I whimpered and scrambled backwards, hitting my head against the wall painfully. Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. "LET'S EAT!" The bird shrieked again, reaching down for me with those horrible wings, surprisingly strong. I couldn't even bat them away with my hands, though I tried. To my horror, I heard and felt my clothes being torn, shredded and discarded as though they were simply the wrapper for a treat beneath. I struggled, kicking and shouting, but the monster had soon removed every last garment and with another "LET'S EAT!" I felt its wings grasp my bare skin and lift me. I wasn't a light man by any means, but it didn't matter to the yellow beast which hoisted me up effortlessly. Hungry eyes looked me over as though I were a piece of meat and I got a horrible hint of my fate.

The monstrous bird held me up close as I struggled in its strong grip, and I could smell its scent and breath as I struggled while it licked its beak wetly and hungrily. It smelled kind of oily, it must have been those soft feathers. Of course I only registered this subconsciously as I groaned and squirmed in its grip. My ears were assaulted with another "LET'S EAT!" and the monster opened its toothy beak, breathing its horrible bird breath in my face even as I screamed to be let go. I tried to push myself away from it but nothing I did helped. The monstrous animal's front was a little squishy, kind of stretchy, but offered little purchase.

My heart thumped like it was lodged in my throat, I'd never felt such intense fear before as the monster lifted me towards its widening mouth. I could now see the fleshy, slimy interior illuminated by the flickering lights. Inside the beak, past the row of teeth and the tongue, I could see the slick, quivering flesh of its throat, covered in horrible slime. "Let me go, bird-breath!" I tried to yell, but it only came out as a pitiful squeak. Drool ran down the beast's beak and ropes of its saliva stretched and snapped as the mouth parted. I froze as I felt something warm and slimy pass across my face. Oh god - it was licking me, it was tasting its food. Those shrieks of "LET'S EAT!" had indeed been meant for me. Tonight, I was dinner.

I whimpered and struggled, trying to break free even as the terrible bird licked over my head, leaving my face covered in sticky saliva. It must have decided I tasted good because it opened its beak wider still and my head was pulled greedily into its mouth, my face pressed into the warm, glistening flesh. I kicked with my feet and attempted to pry myself free, pressing my hands against the sides of the beak, but I was only shoved in further, the bird too strong for me. I screamed, but it must have been muffled as my face was pushed against the monster's throat, and I watched and heard glistening saliva disappear down its gullet right in front of me.

There was no way this was happening. It had to be a bad dream. Wake up, wake UP! Still I felt those strong wings gripping me, holding me up so I could be eaten. Now I was pushed in further, and the monster swallowed before my face. Glrk! Warm, slimy flesh greedily encompassed my head and pulled me in powerfully. I couldn't press against the beak with my tired arms - they slipped inside, finding no purchase in the slimy maw. My head slipped in further to the sound of more terrible swallowing, now behind my ears, saliva coating me and making me easy to consume. Its tongue licked at my chest and then that was swallowed too. My wriggling did nothing to help, it only made me feel that horrible, slimy flesh all the more. I grunted as I felt the beak pressing against my wide gut - obviously something of a challenge for the monster. I hoped to God that just maybe my rampant overeating would save me, but little by little, I could feel the beak slurping more and more of me in, squeezing and tasting. I groaned and struggled more violently than ever, but it only seemed to speed my demise, the bird's slimy tongue soon licking at my legs!

It seemed to smell different as I was swallowed up more and more - increasingly acrid the further down I went. The slimy passage before me squeezed tighter and tighter around my head, and I could feel the monster's heartbeat as its flesh pressed against me oppressively. Soon, the passage squeezed harder than ever, gradually opening up before me into a larger space, and I groaned as my face slid into the creature's belly. Immediately I felt thick ooze against my face and I coughed as the tight passage admitted more of me into the monster's stomach. My head slid against the hot flesh as I was forced to turn a slow somersault while my midsection was squeezed into the tight chamber. As I was pressed against the inner walls, the sound of my skin sliding against the slimy flesh filled my ears, a squishing, slorping noise that made me cringe and squirm. Now I could feel the bird's greedy tongue lapping at my feet, and I laughed at the ticklish sensation despite the horror of this ordeal. Once my coughing had subsided, I could feel my feet being slurped up wetly, coated in bird saliva, and swallowed.

Surely this tight space couldn't fit all of me! I moaned and tried pushing at the oppressive walls but I only succeeded in feeling the smooth, slick texture of the inner belly. I continued my slow turning inside as my legs began to slide in, my entire body covered in oozy bird-slime. Soon, I was almost upright, shivering in fear as my feet slid into the belly with me. I was naked and I was dinner.

The sound of a satisfied burp from my predator reverberated around me and I could feel the creature had started walking, or rather, waddling somewhere. Fear gripped me and I cried out and struggled inside, feeling the sliminess all around me. I was completely covered in it, the jostling of the stomach smearing me in fluids all the more as the creature moved. Something pressed against me, something rubbing in a slow, circular motion. I shivered as I realised the monster was stroking its filled belly. Crying out, I wriggled but the stomach containing me only glorped, it was stretched around me and left no room to move. The monster must have sat down next because I felt myself moving downwards before a thud, accompanied by the tightness of the belly suddenly increasing. Nothing, there was nothing I could do as the horrible bird stroked at its meal almost soothingly. The grim thought occurred to me that I must have made quite the bulge in the creature's belly.

I couldn't believe it. I'd become dinner for a monster. The tight chamber was beginning to squeeze and churn around me, the mixture of saliva and bird slime was hot and wet, completely coating my bare skin, and there was no way to escape. Squirming was useless, all it did was make the monster stroke over the bulge of my form with horribly calm presses of its wings. With time, I eventually heard what sounded like snoring. It must have fallen asleep, tired after the effort of eating, satisfied with its full belly. Something seemed to be making it difficult for me to stay awake too, despite my peril inside.

What was going to happen to me? Would I be just kept here in this hot, slimy prison indefinitely? Or - I gulped - would I be digested as its meal? The latter seemed horrifyingly more likely as my consciousness slowly faded...